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The washerwoman reported that she had seen a man one day riding out for an early morning hunt, but was unsure of his identity. ” “DUSTING!” said Miss Miniver, in a sepulchral voice. MANNING,” she had begun. Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. I ——” He stopped short. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within fractions of a second. A. “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would recognize me. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him.
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