“Before this there was a sort of restraint—a make-believe. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. ’ ‘Remenham House,’ exclaimed Trodger, who had been watching this interchange open-mouthed. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. ’ ‘I could have done so at the first and saved you the pain,’ she told him merrily.
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