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If she spoke to a policeman she did not know what would ensue. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me. I got myself locked up to cool off. These cogitations were interrupted by the entrance of the doctor. "Perhaps you don't know that this Darrell so contrived matters, that your child should be mistaken for his own; by which means it had a narrow escape from a tight cravat, I can assure you.
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