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" "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. She threw him his car keys. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. ” Anna was thoughtful. “Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time.
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