‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. She took to listening through closed doors. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. ’ That arrested her. I trust you will not accuse me of discourtesy if I express my pleasure that henceforth our ways will lie apart.
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