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“I might have muddled for a time. His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house.
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