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Stanley pointed to the letter with a pipe he had drawn from his jacket pocket. "Let it pass. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. Better get back now! You be careful. . A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. She expanded that. Leonardo had not taught her to do so. “Don’t tell anyone I told you this.
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