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" Half an hour later she laid aside the book. “A little nervous. I did think it could be done. Cocking the gun. After all, why need one look down. Over these boards the two arms of a guide-post serve to direct the wayfarer—on the right hand to the neighbouring villages of Neasdon and Kingsbury, and on the left to the Edgeware Road and the healthy heights of Hampstead. She opened her mouth and inhaled water. ‘Jacques! This—this bête he attacks me, and you stand there and you do nothing. “You see, Vee,” said Mrs. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger.
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