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Not a breath was drawn. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. Let me say it to you. ‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. I doubt if you will receive anything for your trouble. What right had she to call herself “Alcide”? It was abominable, an imposture. Wood. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically.
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