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Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it. These things illuminated her situation extremely. They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game.
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