Kneebone's man is in the shop," said Rachel; "he'll take it. “Neither you nor I, Nigel, are made of such stuff,” she answered. She doesn't love you; she hasn't the least idea what it means beyond what she has read in novels. A very familiar face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the kitchen island. She raised this with the air of a conspirator unmasking, and displayed a tear-flushed face.
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