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"
Richard
.
We
haven
’
t
got
the
time
,
"
said
Jessica
,
who
gave
to
charity
and
invested
ethically
.
"
Now
,
I
do
want
you
to
make
a
good
impression
,
fiance
-
wise
.
It
is
vital
that
a
future
spouse
makes
a
good
impression
.
"
And
then
her
face
creased
,
and
she
hugged
him
for
a
moment
,
and
said
,
"
Oh
,
Richard
.
I
do
love
you
.
You
do
know
that
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
And
Richard
nodded
,
and
he
did
.
Jessica
checked
her
watch
and
increased
her
pace
.
Richard
discreetly
flicked
a
pound
coin
back
through
the
air
toward
the
man
in
the
doorway
,
who
caught
it
in
one
grimy
hand
.
"
There
wasn
’
t
any
problem
with
the
reservations
,
was
there
?
"
asked
Jessica
.
And
Richard
,
who
was
not
much
good
at
lying
when
faced
with
a
direct
question
,
said
,
"
Ah
.
"
She
had
chosen
wrongly
—
the
corridor
ended
in
a
blank
wall
.
Normally
that
would
hardly
have
given
her
pause
,
but
she
was
so
tired
,
so
hungry
,
in
so
much
pain
.
.
.
She
leaned
against
the
wall
,
feeling
the
brick
’
s
roughness
against
her
face
.
She
was
gulping
breath
,
hiccuping
and
sobbing
.
Her
arm
was
cold
,
and
her
left
hand
was
numb
.
She
could
go
no
farther
,
and
the
world
was
beginning
to
feel
very
distant
.
She
wanted
to
stop
,
to
lie
down
,
and
to
sleep
for
a
hundred
years
.
"
Oh
,
bless
my
little
black
soul
,
Mister
Vandemar
,
do
you
see
what
I
see
?
"
The
voice
was
soft
,
close
:
they
must
have
been
nearer
to
her
than
she
had
imagined
.
"
I
spy
,
with
my
little
eye
,
something
that
’
s
going
to
be
—
"
"
Dead
in
a
minute
,
Mister
Croup
,
"
said
the
flat
voice
,
from
above
her
.
"
Our
principal
will
be
delighted
.
"
And
the
girl
pulled
whatever
she
could
find
deep
inside
her
soul
,
from
all
the
pain
,
and
the
hurt
,
and
the
fear
.
She
was
spent
,
burnt
out
,
and
utterly
exhausted
.
She
had
nowhere
to
go
,
no
power
left
,
no
time
.
"
If
it
’
s
the
last
door
I
open
,
"
she
prayed
,
silently
,
to
the
Temple
,
to
the
Arch
.
"
Somewhere
.
.
.
anywhere
.
.
.
safe
.
.
.
"
and
then
she
thought
,
wildly
,
"
Somebody
.
"
