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” She turned abruptly at right angles to the path they followed. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed.
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