‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. “Yes, I remember you now. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. The whole was then fired, and in a few minutes the room was a blaze. Spurlock remained where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. She started forward.
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