They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. You needn’t be in any doubt about it. On this second excursion, forewarned, she would use no light and keep as quiet as a mouse, she vowed, and thus refrain from attracting the attention of the militia at the gates. ” There was a long silence. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town.
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