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” There followed an instant’s pause, and then Ann Veronica had decided to misunderstand. But Manning seemed more and more clearly indicated as a refuge, as security. His name was Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of public executioner. Both girls looked pale and listless. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. . \" She thought of her kill. Sebastian sat smirking in amusement. ” “You are not yourself to-night, Courtlaw,” Ennison said.
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