‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. ‘But so also it is downstairs. Sheppard. Let me only wear your livery.
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