She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. In this way (he informed Spurlock) he kept posted on what was going on in the strictly commercial world. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. She pulled the trigger. ‘Well?’ she said. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head.
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