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"See if he's still there, will you? " said the man listlessly, as if knowing in advance what the answer would be.
The woman, who, like the man, was in her stocking feet, crossed the room, closing the door with all softness behind her. She felt her way silently through the darkness of a small hallway, putting first her ear and then her eye to a tiny cranny in some thick curtains at a front window.