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He is in the light, i in the shade.
I am in the possession of secrets that not a soul in the world suspects.
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Words are breath and they need breath to write checks for the doctors.
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Poirot stopped, and threw me a look of despair.
Always thought the bolshies had done him in.
Bless you, he never knew he was doing it even.
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I did not wait to argue.
Sir everhard fitzarmond picked up the paper and read its contents.
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The land was occupied by a widow and her only son, and she supposed her title good.
Poirot threw me a withering glance.
A knock is heard at the door.
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As he enters, the girl crushes a little empty pasteboard box in her hand and throws it in a corner.