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Lieutenant Valcour felt that the utter stillness of the room would overwhelm him. He -- Mrs. Endicott -- everything seemed to be taking its cue from death. He reached past Mrs. Endicott and touched the body's cheek. It was quite cold.
"Where is your room, Mrs. Endicott?"