” She had no way of retaliating, so she made a decision. “Please, Michelle, let’s not fight. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place.
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