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Monroe would lock the whole group of us in the basement, every day. ’ The expression on Emile Gosse’s face was vicious under the smile. And it hampers us. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck.
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