Mike answered the door while still toweling his hands dry. “Never—but, by Jove, you had a narrow escape,” Ennison exclaimed. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. And through all these defences and into Old Palace Yard, into the very vitals of the defenders’ position, lumbered the unsuspected vans. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt.
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