The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. It had, as it were, blown up at the concussion of his first step. “I am going to break a covenant,” he cried. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. Then we can loiter and gossip to our heart’s content. And were you to load me with thrice the weight of iron you have ordered you should not prevent my escaping a third time. But all this business has driven it clean out of my head. Unless he has dealings with the devil, he could never have done this alone.
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