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Gerald crossed back to the window. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. The books slid from her arms and fluttered to the floor. And who knew if the men that Gerald had posted there would follow her to protect her somewhere else? In truth, where were these soldiers? She could not see them, although she assiduously searched the mist-shrouded square from the vantage point of the bay window in the large first floor room which had become her headquarters. "Speak English?" boomed the voice. Brendon. And yet, at the end of this prayer a subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. “I saw you go into that place, and I have been waiting for you ever since. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. Stanley almost liked Ramage. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. ’ Captain Roding looked frowningly from one to the other.
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