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Spurling, drily. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. “Lucy, this isn’t funny anymore. Ennison spoke at last. Beyond was a narrow bridge, crossing a circular building, at the bottom of which lay a deep well. ” “Very well,” he said. But—Miss Pellissier!” “Well?” “Are you quite sure that you want us this evening? Wouldn’t you rather be alone? Just say the word, and we’ll clear out like a shot.
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