I pity her from the bottom of my heart. Into this new world, vivid with colour, came Spurlock, receptively. He had nothing more to say either to her or to Spurlock. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk.
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