‘There is little I can do at present. She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. Your mind is still subtly sick. ‘But it is entirely natural that I choose my own country. "That's it!"—eagerly. Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. Wood—and after him came his daughter. ‘I am far from imagining anything of the kind.
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