I might have known it. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. ‘You’re right. ’ ‘You may not get the chance. Captain Roding either did not know, or did not remember that she had it. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. Anna leaned over so that he needed only to whisper.
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