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She was slowed down by the icy wind that punctuated itself in screams around houses and trees. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. Didn’t I say that this whole business of your camping in Remenham House was the one aspect I could not puzzle out?’ ‘You are very clever, monsieur Gérard,’ she conceded, although Gerald was amused by the grudging note, ‘but in truth it is not yet my house. She sat perfectly still, however. There would be no mercy in this man.
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