All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. She trailed him to his apartment and a black door that read 727 in solemn gold-tone lettering. Mrs. F. ” “Oh, no, please, no!” She reeled in shock and started 226 to back away from the open crypt. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did.
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