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“I will be off,” she declared. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. At least I can’t talk to them. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil.
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