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a girl. Also tentatively, also in English, a naturally harsh but not loud voice said, May I put on the light, Comrade Colonel? Just let me close the shutters . More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Euralee Harrell . . . Good. The instant blaze of the unshaded bulb fell on a stone floor without covering, four whitewashed walls, a cheap maldive islands
table and an equally cheap and nondescript unoccupied chair. The interrogation-room atmosphere soothed the colonel, and at a time like.
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