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“Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. Mr. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. " Which was literally the truth. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. Unless—would he hide from them as he had hidden from her? It was a big house, he said. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea roved, seeking the way. ‘That would have grieved Jarvis.
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