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He appeared to be strangely uncommunicative, though I tried to draw him out. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller.
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