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’ Melusine sank against the wall of the corridor, closing her eyes. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. ’ The mention of Alderley’s name, as Roding had confidently expected, caused the soldiers’ eyes to veer across to the young lady again, this time with a good deal less sympathy, and much more uncertainty. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle.
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