’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. His car, a black Alfa Romeo, waited at the end of the subdivision. Sir John waved her back. Skin astonishingly clear except for a spray of blackheads on each side of her nose. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. “Yes, but maybe later. She had called the police on them anonymously. “We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground,” she said. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper. It was not in evidence here, not a sign of it. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields.
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