” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. "Besides, you'll not be able to get in without me. It is all very complex. Now I require it, only that I may stop this pig from ruining all.
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