He lowered himself on to her. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. "Where?" "That can wait," she answered. His subconscious sensed the unnaturalness of it and recoiled. “Those things are not for me just at present. ’ He glanced at the portrait behind her. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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