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‘Do you not
understand that I can trust no one—no one?’
‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth
them. ”
“It’s some sort of delirium,” said Capes. Both Spurlock and McClintock stood by their chairs until she was gone. He removed his
cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing
himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed
on her face. She remembered Taber's hat. On this elevation a table was now placed, around
which sat the turnkeys and their guests, regaling themselves on the fragrant
beverage provided by the prisoner.
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