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clicked. The place was in darkness. There was a moment, two, of utter stillness; then softly, from the front end of the shop, a whisper:
"If I were you, Lannigan, I'd take that gun from Whitey's pocket before he comes round and beats you to it."
And the door had closed silently behind Jimmie Dale.
