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Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike. The three clerks fought for the only window, and saw her whisked into a hansom. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the shower. He was vaguely uneasy; he knew not what about.
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