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His voice dropped almost to a whisper. He was staring at her with unhappy, it seemed to her terror-filled, eyes.
"Another of them?" She looked at him, bewildered - at a loss. And then what he meant flashed across her - " another of them" meant another of these strange, mysterious, awful murders.
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But her relief for the moment was so great - for she really had thought for a second that he had come to give her ill news of Bunting - that the, feeling that she did experience on hearing this piece of news was actually pleasurable, though she would have been much shocked had that fact been brought to her notice.
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