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There were menacing possibilities; the thought of them set him a-tremble. She has no proof—yet. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. “The rest,” she said, holding tightly to his hands, “is the most important of all.
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