Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. But, being pushed forward by his subordinate officer, he was compelled to make a stand. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone.
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