But at length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung outward from the wall. “Do you mind very much?” He shook his head. Gianfrancesco had told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with his brothers. Stanley, to which the two ladies subordinated themselves intelligently. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. “Too much sensibility and too cold a heart. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. Just let him down easy, Lucy.
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