She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. To Spurlock's observing eye, Enschede's wrinkles multiplied and the folds in his clothes. These two elderly ladies would call her stark mad. She reflected before answering. “You promised faithfully to be there,” he said slowly.
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