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He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. . She must kill this man, or kill herself. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him.
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