The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. The Roof and the Window V. ‘Leave it, imbecile.
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