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“A little nervous. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was screaming over and over again. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. “He was a friend of your sister’s, was he not?” “I never heard her mention his name,” she answered. ‘I think it is better if I hold the pistol. ’ “Crude, I admit.
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