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We do not solicit donations in locations where we have not received written confirmation of compliance. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. The boy was right. The phone did not ring.
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