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At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. Cathy's eyebrows perked up. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. I’ve bored you or something. The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. She drank it obediently.
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