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A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. I'll lay my life he's gone. She told you —the truth. A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard.

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