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‘So it is that you have made Jacques betray me. Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike. We ourselves have been similarly circumstanced. A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. One did not use pistols against a female. ‘Yes, do,’ approved Lucilla. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. In the grate were some charred fragments of a marriage certificate. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later.
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