‘Jacques?’ ‘No. Instead, her husband was probably wise. “You poor thing. ‘We will converse in your own tongue,’ he said in French as he led her away. It slipped out—as did that “she”. “You met no one upon the stairs, or saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Anna answered firmly. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap.
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