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But not finding it, he had again recourse to the bludgeon, and began beating the hand fixed on the upper rail, until, by smashing the fingers, he forced it to relinquish its hold. “Dinner is served, ma’am,” he announced to Mrs. ” “Is it necessary to send for the police?” Anna asked. “I remember hearing something about it. ’ He turned to Melusine, ignoring the indignant protest that greeted his words. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. You’re a piss-poor liar, John.
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