She battled with a deadly faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. Wood. I could not have spoken to her.
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