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“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. White. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. I've foiled him hitherto, and will foil him yet. All right. Mrs Sindlesham raised her brows. Several of the assailants carried links, so that the room was a blaze of light. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. “Please don’t,” she said.
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