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The light fell upon the fugitive, who stood before him in an attitude of defence, with the child in his arms. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause.
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