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Smoke without Fire
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but I’m not feeling very happy and I’m terribly tired.

“I don’t know how to end this, so will just put

“Ann Merrill.”

She pushed the untidy sheets into an envelope, addressed the letter “c/o Frank Miller, Solicitor, Wairiri,” and marked it, “Please forward immediately.”

Within ten minutes she had dropped it in the postbox at the end of the street, and was back in her own room.

The little clock on her dressing-table struck two as she fell into bed, utterly spent and exhausted.

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