Algar sighed: - Okay, just do not stay. I hope you will tell me everything then. He turned in the doorway, Catriona smiled: - I promise. As soon as she will understand. Escape down the stairs, she noticed a dapper squat gentleman who, sitting in the living room, looking through old issues of newspapers. His face was as full and round as a figure. Catriona quietly slipped into the hall. Opened the heavy door, not yet locked at night, it was a matter of a minute, and now it is already on the street.
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