I find you were excessively brave, mon pauvre. She was alone with a deadly enemy. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. How perfectly charming. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. What is it you’re after? Money, I suppose. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. He seemed too noisy. As soon as he finished a sheet, he tossed it aside and began another. There was no keeping Sheila from the truth, and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof knew it.
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