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The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. “Mike, what’s going on?” She sat up, groggily rubbing her eyes. To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. We have to hang about in the interval. " "Well, that's a hopeful sign. " "You terrify me," cried Mrs. ” “The explanation seems to me to be reasonably simple,” Annabel said coldly.

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