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Mr Flay appeared to clutter the doorway as he stood revealed, his arms folded. It did not look as though such a bony face as his could given normal utterance, but rather that instead of sounds, something more brittle, more ancient, something dryer would emerge, something perhaps more in the nature of a splinter or a fragment of stone. Nevertheless, the harsh lips parted. 'It's me,' he said, and took a step forward.