She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them. “We’re in for it. " "You, Miss Enschede?"—frankly astonished that one stranger should offer succour to another. ’ ‘No, miss,’ cut in Kimble. She saw Lucy darkening her doorstep and stood from the recliner. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. “Very well,” said Ann Veronica, with an air of concluding the discussion.
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