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” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. But I am always afraid that he may get in while I am away. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip.
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