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Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined
lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by
brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate
he actually deserved. Baffled in their attempt, the mob uttered a roar, such as only a thousand angry
voices can utter, and discharged a volley of missiles at the soldiery. "
"Didn't want any lectures spoiling a good time. The man lingered. ‘But you have told them that I have been disguised,
no? That I have broken into Remenham House, and—’
‘No, no, child, don’t be alarmed,’ said her great-aunt, her tone soothing.
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