She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. When you've admitted him, steal into the room, hide yourself, and don't move till I utter the words, 'You've a long journey before you. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. I must have something in hand.
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