Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. ” She rested the firing end of the cannon against her own temple. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. ‘Gabbling and muttering in a foreign tongue, that’s what I heard, sir,’ had declared the gap-toothed ancient, when he told them of the initial foray he had made, sneaking around the house in the dark. What had Brewis Charvill to say to that, Gerald?’ ‘He had nothing to say to it. ’ Her eyes narrowed.
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