"Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. ‘You’ll make shadows. ‘Quick, Gérard. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. ’ He added on a teasing note, ‘Though if there’s anything suspicious we can always get the key from Pottiswick. Michelle was too polite to put it into words. ‘You’re as mad as she is, Gerald. The woollen-draper looked at his watch.
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