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The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. She let them fall and sped to the companion, where she stood for a moment, the moonlight giving her a celestial touch. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. ’ ‘From a convent? Even if I wished to do it, I could not. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. Alone; not even the dog to warn her, and Hoddy deep in the island somewhere.

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