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B. "I don't know his name. Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. She turned there and beckoned. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. “My dear Annabel,” she said, “this is delightful, but I thought that it was forbidden. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. And I don’t. Love and companionship.
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