’ ‘That’s right,’ agreed the militiaman, coming forward to stand before her. Alors, how did you get in?’ ‘Oh, we broke in,’ Gerald told her cheerfully. It was Annabel who caught at the paper. “Well,” he said at last slowly, “I’ll pay it. Death belongs to God, young man.
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