And son of a pig,’ she grunted, baring her teeth. A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. ‘I haven’t been so much entertained since I left the Army. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Come with me, Langley, and bring the lantern. And finally, my special thanks to the Queenie music fans around the world.
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