"But I can
guess what it's for. ”
“Okay. He hung over her—he and his loan to her
and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting
possibility of annoyance and exposure. "Curse him!" muttered Abraham. She
knew it was to be a long night, and her stomach turned
with the knowledge that Cathy and Larry Beck would be
waiting to pick her up after the questioning, which meant
they would be up all night despite the fact they both had
jobs to go to in the morning. His glasses were gone. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame
that rapscallion who calls himself your father. ”
“And why shouldn’t you?”
“I felt that sort of thing couldn’t go on. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s
dinner. You met Sir Rowland at the house of a Romisch priest, Father Spencer. She had hardly noticed the loss
of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing
that Jack had returned from death’s door. And
in some incomprehensible way, Ramage was confused with Capes; she had a
grotesque disposition to persuade herself that this was really Capes who
surrounded her, as it were, with wings of desire.
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