His eyes were red. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. There was a little pause between them, full for Ann Veronica of rapid elusive suspicions and intimations. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. . The Robbery in Willesden Church.
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