” In the car, John was wound up. “That’s what we narcs have to do. As he lay on his back, he fancied himself gradually slipping off the platform. ’ ‘A French ghost?’ ‘Well, it ain’t a rat this time, Major, I can promise you that,’ Pottiswick had rejoined, his tone affronted. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. ’ Lucilla gaped. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. ‘More important is that you help me instantly, as even your capitaine would command.
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