‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. Not alone with her, that’s sure. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. ‘Will that be all, ma’am?’ ‘Yes, yes.
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