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82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. Her English was halting. She leaped suddenly at a desperate resolution, and in one moment had made it into a new self. A. ’ She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the window Gerald had unshuttered. "Not a moment is to be lost," whispered Jonathan to Trenchard.
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