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‘No, you don’t. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. Some of your sex, I mean. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. I’ve—dreads.
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