It would be downright cruel to disillusion her. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too. "I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling significantly. He went over her features one by one in his mind. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the ground.
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