After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. You’re mine. I will be as silent as the grave. Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered.
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