If you live, well and good; if you die, well and good. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. Still no sound. I said intensity of perception. Let me take the satchel, sir.
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