She was alone with a deadly enemy. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. At least for one moment, it was. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words.
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