The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. ’ ‘She?’ scoffed Martha. She is called Madame Ibstock, you understand. “Let us go to that little place at the back of the Palace. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment. .
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