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The executioner shook his head. ” She picked at her sandwich idly. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. It’s a mismatch. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. “Please not now. “Mr.
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