White rang the bell. She breathed deeply. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Le Mercier and Stowe of St.
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