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Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. Given the proper incentive, who could say that he might not likewise go nobly to some fine end? She thrilled. ’ Shock ripped through Charvill’s chest. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. ‘How much does he know?’ Without waiting for a reply, she turned narrowed eyes on Gerald. Montague Hill, and I do not think that under those circumstances I should be long about it. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank.
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