He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. “Quite alone, sir. ” He was suddenly resentful. ‘How could you? No wonder mademoiselle is angry with you. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. They don’t count, and I don’t care. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall.
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