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Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. My very sentences stumble and give way. ” “But why——” Sir John stopped short.
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