” Anna nodded. . She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. Don't feel fussed upon my account. She was shifting, moving back. She dare not risk it. Nevertheless it was overwhelming. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. “Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. Is it so, Annabel?” “I did not know,” she faltered, “anything about you. The inn was a military haunt.
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