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“Julian, I don’t know how to put this. I don’t know. Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. She felt a storm of emotion surging up within her. There was a lock, apparently more than a foot wide, strongly plated, and girded to the door with thick iron hoops. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond. I must tell somebody—and you would understand. Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities. He was confounded by the presence in which he found himself.

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