" There was a pause. Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet. “My dear Anna,” he answered. ’ ‘What?’ Appalled, Gerald could only gaze at her. ’ A burning at his chest, the general ground his teeth. You will be my witness, Madame Joan.
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