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" "Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face. The policeman raised his voice, slightly agitated. “As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. That suggested delicacy; and yet her young body was strong and vital. Ennison, or any other young man. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. There he stands. But how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover.
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