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She felt the whack from about six feet away, kitty corner. Silence! Then Anna clutched her companion’s arm. ’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior.
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