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9. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. I didn’t see everything last time. ‘Gérard will think that I have gone back to London.
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