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She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. “I don’t suppose you’ll be able to do it much,” said Ann Veronica. All at once she realised that Kimble had halted, leaning heavily against the wall. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. And then, there would be the question of money. I found the door locked as usual, but when we entered this room everything was as you see.
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