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He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn.
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