She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. It is no more a murder, but a duel, you understand. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. If you had arrived ten minutes later, or if there hadn't been an iron bar in the chimney, that hindered my progress, I should have been beyond your reach. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her.
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