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He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. He—In fact, he—he locked me in my room. ” She laughed. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. Stanley. Surely he was imagining this picture.
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