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He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. “Julian, I don’t know how to put this. On gaining a stack of chimneys at the back of the house, he came to a pause, and again unmasked his lantern. ‘She ought to be. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. ‘Help yourself, Hilary. Pull over there.
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