\" \"It's Diedermayer. ‘Naturally I had to come,’ confirmed the lively blonde, her eyes twinkling up at Alderley. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. Anna turned round with a start, which was almost of guilt, the poker still in her hand. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building.
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