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His face was downcast. “Are you A, B, C, or D?” he asked. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. ‘That’s my pet name. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it.
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