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difference in feeling toward any member of the partynot even toward her. She did not know whether she was more relieved that he would not betray that they were lovers or more disappointed that all hope was lost for pinpointing the deadly jester and being able to watch for and circumvent his or her moves. |
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As she settled Mrs. Bates into a deck chair with a book and some embroidery, and with Gertrude just behind her to run her errands if she wanted something, Linda worried away at last night's incidentnot the lovemaking but the attack on Peter. Indeed, it was because a future attack might deprive her of her lover that the less attractive event and the conversation she had had about it with Peter filled her thoughts. Somewhere she had detected a false note. She had almost reached the paddle-tennis court when the inconsistency leapt out at her in plain terms. To gain time to think, she reversed direction and began to walk slowly all the way around the ship. |
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Linda brushed the vagueness off her idea and put it in plain terms. Whatever else Peter was, he was sane. No sane man will contemplate a lifetime of dodging attempts to murder himno matter how fond he is of the murderer. Therefore, the danger was a short-term thing; that is, he would only need to be careful for a short time. After that, presumably, the reason for the attacks would be gone and they would stop. One attack on me, Linda thought, and one attack on Peter. The only short-term thing she |
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