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” He woke the glassy water to swirling activity again, and made the deep-blue shapes below writhe and shiver. Pardon what I have said, Madam. If he did resemble me, I shouldn't care about him. ” The detective nodded. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. I was Annabel the rake, ‘Alcide’ of the music halls.
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