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’ ‘Even if they militiamen weren’t there, miss,’ cautioned her cavalier, ‘you couldn’t go marching into the house open like. Eight per cent. Unless—would he hide from them as he had hidden from her? It was a big house, he said. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed. ’ He opened the purse and extracted a couple of guineas. And she did not merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come.

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