He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. ’ ‘That’s fortunate,’ murmured Lucilla. But though the breach was large enough to admit him below, he could not squeeze his bulky person through the aperture into the Red Room. He was alone, hatless and without his boots, and he held a wicked-looking French-made duelling pistol, covered in silver and gold— property no doubt, was Melusine’s fleeting thought, of the late vicomte. Reluctantly she found him beguiling after he had eaten. He was not a sailor. "You've got to kill me to get out of here alive. . She doubted if Manning would even listen to that. Having once more got into the chimney, he climbed to a level with the ward above, and recommenced operations as vigorously as before.
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