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“Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. "Patience Kite has lured him to Enfield on a false scent after Blueskin. Not a scar but has its history. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. Nor was he long in making it available. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer. " "You once saw a man die that way?" the manager echoed, his recent puzzlement returning full tide.
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