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As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the great shrouded shapes of the furniture. Decidedly this was imbecile. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. “My God!” and ceased to move. He glanced at Ruth (who had stood with her back to the wall, pinned there throughout the contest by terror and the knowledge of her own helplessness), then at the bronze menace, and calculated correctly that this particular adventure was finished.
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