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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: from where you had put them in old Luertz's room. I was hidden
there all the time last night." She was removing her spectacles
and her wig of tangled gray hair as she spoke, and now she turned
her face full upon Danglar. "I heard you discuss Deemer's murder
with your brother last night, and plan to get rid of Cloran, who
you thought was the only existing witness you need fear, and -"
"Great God!" The Adventurer cried out. "You - Rhoda! The White
Moll! I - I don't understand, though I can see you are not the
woman who originally masqueraded as Gypsy Nan, for I knew her, as
I said, by sight."
He was on his feet now, his face aflame with a great light. He
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