‘Sir?’ Hilary threw a brief glance at Trodger, and quickly returned his intent gaze to the Frenchman, who had halted once more, and stood as if thinking deeply. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. He stopped short of a group of adolescent saplings and turned the ignition off. Her shoulders were gripped hard and a familiar voice spoke. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it.
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