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The door closed softly upon her. “I think,” he said, “that I am right. \" Michelle said in a bitter voice. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. ’ She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the window Gerald had unshuttered. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. I feel like a fraudulent trustee. ” She stopped with an air of interrogation. "I ought to tell you that Mr. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years.
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