Give me the chisel, Blueskin. ‘He destroyed the papers?’ ‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he had not rated her intelligence so high. ‘Did it indeed?’ ‘I should think he’s guessed, don’t you?’ ‘Without any doubt at all. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently.
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