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The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. I was in Lancashire, at our family seat, at the time you mention. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. If Thames is murdered, you are his assassin. ‘You will keep yourself utterly quiet,’ he instructed, a growl in her ear as they headed for the door.
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