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This whole affair is truly my fault. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. “No thanks, Cathy. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. Mr. I am sure. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow.
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