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” “The only Montague Hill I ever knew,” Annabel said slowly, “is dead. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. He donned his winter coat. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. ’ Gerald infused sympathy into his voice, and deliberately addressed himself to Madame.
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