Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. ’ Authority had won again, Gerald thought with satisfaction. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. 1 through 1.
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