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“How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. The modern parts of the book were inspired by my worldview of high school as pure, unadulterated Hell. In regard to yourself, you've had a very narrow escape. 3. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. And who knew if the men that Gerald had posted there would follow her to protect her somewhere else? In truth, where were these soldiers? She could not see them, although she assiduously searched the mist-shrouded square from the vantage point of the bay window in the large first floor room which had become her headquarters. CHAPTER XXX. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. Rhea laughed and lunged for the broadsword that Sebastian had carelessly left lying on the ground. Distress, deep-rooted, and age old.
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