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He had more time for her. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. Murder had become nothing to her. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. "Poor Mrs. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear.
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