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John picked it up and put it in her hands. She HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. “Better state of mind,” she gasped. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes. ’ Gerald came into the room as he spoke, his eyes on the stormclouds rapidly gathering in Melusine’s face. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. His voice now had lost its ironies.
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