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leonardo da vinci mona lisa
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leonardo da vinci the last supper
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Good night -and thank you." Carol went out of the room and slipped noiselessly along the corridor.Herown room was on the floor above.She reached it,opened the door -and stoodappalled on the threshold.Mrs Boynton was sitting in an arm-chair by thefireplace in a crimson wool dressing-gown. A little cry escaped from Carol's lips."Oh!" A pair of black eyes bored into hers. "Where have you been,Carol?" "I -I -" "Where have you been?" A soft,husky voice with that queer menacing undertone in it that always madeCarol's heart beat with unreasoning terror. "To see a Miss King -Sarah King."
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"The girl who spoke to Raymond the other evening?" "Yes,Mother." "Have you made any plans to see her again?" Carol's lips moved soundlessly.She nodded assent.Fright -great sickeningwaves of fright...... "When?" "Tomorrow night." "You are not to go.You understand?" "Yes,Mother." "Your promise?" "Yes -yes." Mrs Boynton struggled to get up.Mechanically Carol came forward and helpedher.Mrs Boynton walked slowly across the room,supporting herself on herstick.She paused in the doorway and looked back at the cowering girl.