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It begins with that queer piccolo solo. “They died within a few months of one another. Or did he? Perhaps he had found another. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. ” He paused and looked at her, and said, with a sudden drop into a confidential undertone, “Or else I want to pray.
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