“Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. I understand nothing of what you say. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. In those revolutionary times one had to be prepared.
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