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Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. "You are my prisoner, Jack.
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