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Judith Carr looked slowly from one to the other of the two men seated on either side of the table; she caught her lower lip between her teeth and clenched her hands till Archenfield could see her knuckles gleaming ivory white; he could see, too, that he had shaken her to her very centre. There was a tense silence for a minute or two before she slowly pulled herself together and turned upon him as a cat turns when a terrier has driven her into a corner.
"I shall say nothing," she said.