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A girl sauntered past them as they loitered before their lockers. "Did you ask me here to insult me, major?" "I am sure of it. When I became ill through the terror of the secret which I possessed. Dido prepared that poison under the pretense of curing me, but I now know that she did so to refill the devil-stick. She then sent it to Etwald, and he killed Maurice. Also he stole the body with the assistance of Dido.".
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