" He paused, and not without malice. The slow stars circled on to the moment of their meeting. Her neck was smeared with red and remorse flooded him. She stepped into his arms. Mark you, she wasn’t the only one. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. She’ll have to wait for dinner,” he said, uncomfortably. Kneebone, I'll make one of the party. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face.
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