‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. ‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. Anna leaned back with half closed eyes. Gerald switched to French.
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