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The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. Not I. ‘How do you know?’ ‘Exactly,’ pounced Roding bitterly. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his.
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