\"I'm gonna hit the showers while I'm here, do you mind waiting a few minutes?\" \"Not at all. “Ritter’s!” said Ramage to the driver, “Dean Street. ” She paused. \"Today's Friday, isn't it?\" Lucy remembered. Her tone was icy. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes.
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