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After the first violent outbreak of grief had in some degree subsided, Thames addressed him. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. “I am so very, very sorry. She has been a dear. ’ ‘Don’t interrupt me! You break into a gentleman’s residence, I say, and hold up two members of His Majesty’s peacekeeping forces with a pistol. Sir Rowland," he added, in a deep whisper, "do you agree to my terms?" "I do," answered Trenchard, in the same tone. ’ ‘And if she can’t?’ asked Lucy.
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