They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less than two hundred. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good. . ’ Gerald remained infuriatingly calm. A glance down the passage—to see that Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her eyes. But though he made Blueskin and Kettleby his chief marks, he missed both. Lucy sized up the girl. " "Where—where?" cried Thames. But I do not know you at all, in truth, and I do not understand why you do this.
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