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The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. ‘What am I looking for?’ ‘A miniature. It shall be the bludgeon. But one thing troubled him, and because of it he might never arrive on the beach. After you went he got up and took refuge in the preparation-room. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda.
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