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“Are you A, B, C, or D?” he asked. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. Yet you catch her eye—you can’t seem to escape from it. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. ” Ennison hesitated for a moment. “Take me back. There was some one there.
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