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. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. . He was absolutely unable to focus his ideas. ‘Don’t try to turn it off,’ ordered Miss Froxfield. You wish another name? Eh bien. Grasping it firmly with both hands, he quickly wrenched if from the stones in which it was mortised, and leapt to the ground.
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