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” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. Sydney was watching her eagerly. Her mind turned and accused itself of having been cold and hard. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. The air was crisp and dry. “Come,” he continued, “the world after all is a very small place. "What's the matter, lad, after all the wonderful fireworks at lunch?" Spurlock beheld McClintock standing beside him.
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