Prudence shook her head. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom.
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