The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. Will you answer me a question first?” “If I can,” Ennison said. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down.
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