At once. “All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. “Why don’t you wear your white blouse more often? It is the prettiest shirt you own. I will permit you to rescue me. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares.
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