Then he did give way a bit. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to accept the full meaning of her words. Gerald would certainly have demanded back his sword.
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