” “Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old lady in the yellow cap?” “Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. Challenge accepted. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. ’ ‘You mean I need not have said it? Damnation. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely mutilated. ’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. I’ve got to have you, and by God I will.
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