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He laughed reassuringly. The likeness was ridiculous. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. As she raised it, its lower portion fell apart into two baggy crimson masses. Her fingers opened and the weapon fell from her nerveless grasp. "It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me.
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