She pushed at the closer of the two soldiers bearing the precious burden. Before the Monroes I was placed with a single woman, Leslie Cavendish. “What’s odd?” “Oh, everything!” She shivered, and went to the fire and poked it. She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. Her eyes threatened to leak tears, she blinked. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. Sir John saw it, and was flattered. “I hope that it has not done any harm.
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