Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire.
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