“I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. I am bored to distraction. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat.
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