’ Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. “No doubt about that, I fancy,” Meddoes answered lightly. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt. ‘He just came. It was difficult to get right.
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