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Liddy's knees seemed to give away under her. Without a sound she sank down, leaving me staring at the window in petrified amazement. Liddy began to moan under her breath, and in my excitement I reached down and shook her.
"Stop it," I whispered. "It's only a woman -- maybe a maid of the Armstrongs'. Get up and help me find the door. " She groaned again. "Very well," I said, "then I'll have to leave you here. I'm going."