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After an affectionate parting with Winifred, Thames was conducted by the carpenter to his sleeping apartment—a comfortable cosy chamber; such a one, in short, as can only be met with in the country, with its dimity-curtained bed, its sheets fragrant of lavender, its clean white furniture, and an atmosphere breathing of freshness. He had done this a dozen times on the way from his office. "Not a moment is to be lost," cried Jack: "follow me. The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable, the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed, tucked in on three sides. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table.
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