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She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. " "Where did you get it?" inquired Thames. ‘Perhaps I could indeed rescue you if only you would confide in me. With his tongue lolling and his flea-bitten stump wagging apologetically, he glanced from face to face to see if there was any forgiveness visible. . He glanced at his watch. " "Run along, then. He was ruffled, and his ears were red, no doubt from some adjacent controversy.
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