Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. I’ll be waiting for you outside. He did not disturb any of this litter, but left it as a mark of his prowess. She made lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. She seemed tense when not playing, he noted, more so than she had during the first two pieces. Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge of speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower vanished. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. Hurry to me, I entreat you.
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