’ With pretty imperiousness, she gestured to the bed beside her. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. It’s for you to say if I may sit on it. She answered weakly, “I’m fine, John. "Your business, Sir?" returned the other, stiffly. Critically, she stared at her own features. You have been seen loitering with suspicious intent in several places—Paddington, for instance—and I have no doubt at all that you were party to a break-in last week at Remenham House in Kent. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding place. To—to find myself. 55 <7> THE MANOR, 1349 They moved to the country manor in the autumn of 1349, when plague was still raging through the city.
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