‘Um—begging your pardon, sir, but—um—what was you meaning to arrest the young lady for?’ ‘Trespassing, theft, and suspicion of spying,’ announced Roding fluently. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. They had not to tarry long. . She did not wince. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. It was ten feet long, a relic. Who is to say that I am not André Valade, an obscure relation of the late vicomte. She pulled him down by his lapels and arched her head readily towards his neck. And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again. ‘Ah, trying to be the young hero, I take it, which is why he near got hisself killed. On that first occasion, the delay in locating the entrance to the secret passage meant that she had to wait until morning to make her search. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it.
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