” “As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. 9. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. ’ He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away. It felt too good. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. She heard their feet and muffled voices.
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