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“Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. ” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this.
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