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I had two slices. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. Gerald’s breath caught. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. “And I’m not happy. “What were you doing outside Miss Pellissier’s flat to-night? You were looking at her windows. I swear it. That terrible laughter, just before his senses had left him! Why? Here was a word that volleyed at her from all directions, numbed and bewildered her: the multiple echoes of her own first utterance of the word. I haven’t, anyhow. Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was.
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