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” She glanced into his blue eyes wearily. ” “It is,” Annabel answered shortly. The door closed softly upon her. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. He made the universe on those lines. Immediately a feathered hat emerged, under which a familiar countenance was visible. She slipped on a white clingy imitation silk tee-shirt, a sexy number that Shari had bought on super-sale at the Limited. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh.
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