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Patricia was silent, weighing this suggestion. They both broke into negation at once as they reached their own front door. Seeing from her looks that she was too distraught to be argued with, Jen led her out of the library and into the dead man's room. Then he uttered a cry, which was echoed by a wild shriek from the girl. "I shall keep him here.".
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