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19085	Walpole, Hugh	The Prelude to Adventure			.txt	text/plain	59418	5071	93	When the little wood was now a black ball in the mist Olva was suddenly Olva, climbing the stairs to his room, stood for a moment in the dark, with Cardillac and Carfax, Olva might have made advances, Craven took a Now young Craven, disturbed, unhappy, anxious, stood in Olva's door. "No," said Craven slowly, "I don't think you do like him. Olva wondered, as he looked at Craven standing there in the doorway, how Olva thought as he looked at Margaret Craven that there was a strength eyes, in that instant also he, Olva, had looked at Margaret. Olva very gravely said: "Come in, Bunning. Craven's whole body was trembling under Olva's hand. For a wonderful moment Olva felt that he was about to tell Craven Cambridge came to Olva then as a very lovely thing. "I know," said Olva, "because it was I who killed Carfax."	./cache/19085.txt	./txt/19085.txt