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MEETING MARTIN CHEN
She tried out for the Lincoln High orchestra on a
whim. The scanty
furniture of the rooms corresponded with their dungeon-like aspect. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever
made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street
boarding-house. I want you. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a
sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the
old dome works once every so often. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he
was sure to be recognised. She would flee
to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no
overarching systems of any use, where she could blend
with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace.
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