Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 207: what you’re looking at

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198 “OH! I CANNOT! I CANNOT!” ‘IT cannot; oh, my God, I cannot!’’ Then she groped blindly toward the door, pushed aside the portiere, and found herself face to face with Dick For- rest. iGomichbooks. com