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Lucy was silent. Bête, she told herself fiercely. You cannot possibly leave me here alone with Gerald. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. ‘Where the devil have you been?’ ‘Consorting with a nun in the gardens. Wood, at the top of her voice. It creaked slightly. “He is a sad blunderer.
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