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Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. ” Annabel laughed softly. " "Oh, it's a part of the game," said McClintock. ” The money would be available in the afternoon, and she would send him four five-pound notes.
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