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She paused, and he waited for her to speak. Anna watched her with curious eyes. ‘I can answer that. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed
charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase,
surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd
miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope
and Dumas, cheek by jowl. Swiftly she ran her hands over the
carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. ‘And if you like, I will tell you why. An hour later the doctor arrived; and after a thorough examination, he looked
doubtful. Much too formal for a cosy chat between old friends. Lucy did not want to have to kill the mother, as she hated
more than anything to kill women, no matter what their
sins. Playing became a way of escape.
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