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The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. Stanley. A paralyzing horror was upon her. For it cannot be that this Jarvis will leave the house to my father.
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