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Wood trembled. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers and official looking documents. He stepped quickly towards her. “My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. . She saw it, and checked without thinking. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered.
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