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“I killed him. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings. “I throw it out in passing,” he said. ’ Gerald eyed her. Her defence ceased rapidly to be in any sense ladylike, and became vigorous and effective; a strand of black hair that had escaped its hairpins came athwart Ramage’s eyes, and then the knuckles of a small but very hardly clinched fist had thrust itself with extreme effectiveness and painfulness under his jawbone and ear. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears.
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