” Annabel looked intently into her glass. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon. She gently placed the car back upon the ground. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. If Ray left the house, it would be easy. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity.
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