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ing their heads openthey crumple. I think she was frightened and fainted, and then whoever frightened her straightened her out." |
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"But whoOh, forget it. I don't care what happened as long as Aunt Em's all right. Ioh, Gertrude, how's my aunt feeling?" |
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"Fine," Gertrude said, but her face wasn't happy. Then she sighed. "She does feel all right now, I think," she added reassuringly, "but whatever happened, she seems frightened and not willing to talk about it. I never should have left her, but I was so sure she was napping and . . . What did you want, Mr. Peter?" |
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"What did I want? Oh, you mean when I came back here. I wanted those papers I left last night. Aunt Em said she was through with them, and" |
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"No, I mean what did you want to see me about? And why couldn't you come here?" |
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"But I did come here. What do you mean, what did I want to see you about?" |
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"Mr. Peter, stop it. I'm upset enough. You phoned me and said you had to talk to me" |
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Linda looked at her watch. "It must have been about half or three-quarters of an hour ago, because that's when I saw you in Peter's cabin, Gertrude." |
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"I certainly didn't phone you this afternoon," Peter said indignantly. "What for? I was coming here anyway." |
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"Are you saying I made that call up? Or that |
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