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Sincerely
yours
,
Quentin
Daniels
.
When
he
looked
up
from
the
letter
,
he
heard
her
saying
,
as
he
had
heard
her
through
the
words
of
the
typewritten
lines
,
her
voice
rising
closer
to
despair
each
time
:
"
Keep
ringing
,
Operator
!
.
.
.
Please
keep
ringing
!
"
"
What
can
you
tell
him
?
"
he
asked
.
"
There
are
no
arguments
to
offer
.
"
"
I
won
’
t
have
a
chance
to
tell
him
!
He
’
s
gone
by
now
.
It
was
a
week
ago
.
I
’
m
sure
he
’
s
gone
.
They
’
ve
got
him
.
"
"
Who
got
him
?
"
"
Yes
,
Operator
,
I
’
ll
hold
the
line
,
keep
trying
!
"
"
What
would
you
tell
him
if
he
answered
?
"
"
I
’
d
beg
him
to
go
on
taking
my
money
,
with
no
strings
attached
,
no
conditions
,
just
so
he
’
ll
have
the
means
to
continue
!
I
’
ll
promise
him
that
if
we
’
re
still
in
a
looters
’
world
when
and
if
he
succeeds
,
I
won
’
t
ask
him
to
give
me
the
motor
or
even
to
tell
me
its
secret
.
But
if
,
by
that
time
,
we
’
re
free
—
"
She
stopped
.
"
If
we
’
re
free
.
.
.
"
