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95 The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been brought in for DUI. She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints. ’ He paused, but Melusine caught the inference. " "Rollo!" There were no locks or panelled doors in the bungalow; and Rollo was aware of it. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame.

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