Something in his tone pinched her heart. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. I know exactly what I am doing. “No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not.
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