Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees. ” “Bring her—here,” Hill muttered. But she made a pretence of struggling a little, for it would be out of character for her not to do so and she did not want to arouse his suspicions. No umbrella either, the sky was delightfully overcast.
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