Bullding,” she declared. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail.
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