‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. The light disappeared. ’ ‘Damn you, answer me!’ Her eyes flashed. Treasure caves to explore! All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. Bodies were piled high in the streets, Sebastian went on rounds and would come back late at night, reporting horrors and robberies, death that came within hours, not days.
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