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’ Her gaze followed the butler, who was moving towards the door. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days.
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