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Suddenly
she
said
accusing
like
,
"
And
don
’
t
I
know
who
you
are
?
"
I
began
to
go
red
,
I
couldn
’
t
help
it
,
I
never
planned
for
that
,
I
never
thought
she
would
know
me
.
She
said
slowly
,
"
Town
Hall
Annexe
.
"
I
said
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
mean
.
"
You
’
ve
got
a
moustache
,
"
she
said
.
I
still
don
’
t
know
how
she
knew
.
She
saw
me
a
few
times
in
the
town
,
I
suppose
,
perhaps
she
saw
me
out
of
the
windows
of
their
house
sometimes
,
I
hadn
’
t
thought
of
that
,
my
mind
was
all
in
a
whirl
.
She
said
,
"
Your
photo
was
in
the
paper
.
"
I
’
ve
always
hated
to
be
found
out
,
I
don
’
t
know
why
,
I
’
ve
always
tried
to
explain
,
I
mean
invent
stories
to
explain
.
Suddenly
I
saw
a
way
out
.
I
said
,
I
’
m
only
obeying
orders
.
"
Orders
,
"
she
said
.
"
Whose
orders
?
"
