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” John greeted him. “Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. All we do is for your good. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. She was thinking fast now, all her senses on the alert. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Lucy could see Diane’s clear dislike of her, the foster background she had come from, and the single mysterious episode with the police that had inflamed the gossips from all the corners of town.
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