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He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. With astonishment, Gerald saw a rheumy film rimming his old commander’s eyes. You are my prisoner, murderer. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. She found him reclined, watching television in a small guest room hidden in a back wing of the massive house.
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