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Something he saw there had a curious effect upon him. ” She side-stepped into his living room from behind a square white column. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. ‘Do you think I would do to him as he made a threat to do to me? No. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. Vorsack looked pale and pink. “You will have some tea?” she asked. He can't be far off.
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