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“I was in Paris four years ago,” Mr. CHAPTER XVII. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. The key is in my trousers. Most of them didn’t, anyhow. .
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