Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. "If we take him, I don't mind giving you a share—say a fourth—provided you lend a helping hand. Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief.
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