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"Prove!" retorted Jen sharply, "simply that it was dropped there by that black fiend after she had killed Maurice." The soft chimes of the dinner gong began their melodious call before anyone could answer, and in the mad scramble to make themselves presentable in the shortest possible time, Hannah Ann's enthusiasms were forgotten. "Don't ask me. Uncle Jen; I can't answer you yet.".
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