‘Maman?’ ‘How touching,’ said a sarcastic voice behind her in French. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. ‘So now you may safely cease your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. I tried to get across the terrace and onto the bridge to introduce myself, but the crowds did not part and I lost you.
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