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"Leave him to me," he said. \"Today's Friday, isn't it?\" Lucy remembered. A queer game this: he could not move directly as in an ordinary case of manhunt. She shot a sudden glance at him. He felt he had raised a storm which it would be very difficult, if not impossible, to allay.
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