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"But she did not kill Mr. Alymer." "Tell us your guess, doctor; as it interests me so nearly, I have a right to know." "I'll see to it that you don't forget, miss," she said gayly. "Good-bye, Judy; don't be late for lunch, for it's short and sweet with us real artists. We can't potter over our food like you idle Philistines, you know.".
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