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“Won’t you give me your address?” She shook her head. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. ” Brendon reappeared, followed by a tall thin man with a stubbly brown moustache and restless grey eyes. A dry cough's the trumpeter of death. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it.
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