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" "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. ” She controlled a sob. “Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. “He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great horrid hands.
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