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She told the porter to take it to the booking-office, and it was only after a disconcerting moment or so that she found she ought to have directed him to go to the cloak-room. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved. Thieves and pickpockets are his constant companions. Melusine seized her chance. “Great!” Cathy squealed. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. Let me lie in Willesden churchyard. First the passage to be negotiated. " "Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip.
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