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Then he got up and left her. I always fall on my feet, you know. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. “I’d have to be blown up into a thousand pieces. Sheppard. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. A film of dust lay upon it; the ink marks were ancient.
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