And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. Inside was the blue stone she had lost in the 1800’s.
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