‘Can’t see a thing. Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. “Not a bit of it. Michelle looked at her pathetically. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. Swiftly following the sound of knocking, she crossed right and passed through a door near the windows—and found herself in the bookroom. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully.
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