‘Assuming she can prove her identity, does Remenham House belong to her?’ Mrs Sindlesham shifted her shoulders. ‘So this is Pottiswick’s French spy. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. Not these twenty year.
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