\" She waved. ‘You said?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham, your great-aunt, miss. He suggested they take the remains of the household to his country estate, where he could at least hunt through the winter to provide them venison and grouse. Sheppard, fleeing from him to the farthest corner of the room. I’m like a creature just wakened up. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened.
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