So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. It came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly fantastic sort of dream. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. Jacques, Jacques!’ His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed. Not that there had ever been any hope of that.
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