‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West Kent Militia. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. “The very question shows your ignorance,” he declared. “I expected you this morning,” he said. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. While the watermen were contending with the eddies occasioned by the fall below the bridge, Jonathan observed a perceptible shudder run through Trenchard's frame. But though the breach was large enough to admit him below, he could not squeeze his bulky person through the aperture into the Red Room.
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