He was mad. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. ‘Hilary was right. You are not with the Kent militia, are you?’ ‘West Kent, yes. John was ecstatic to hear that she had made the coveted first chair position in Orchestra. I have been stupid and foolish. “Damned Rascal!” he said. Then the dagger’s point came in a whirling arc towards his face. “If you speak—farewell.
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