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 Ian Barr silent, refusing to corroborate her, refusing to defend himself at Sir Ian's expense.

The girl shivered as if with ague, when this thought crawled into her mind, cold and sly as an adder. It might be so! It might be so! She would want to kill Sir Ian. But that would not save her lover. Perhaps nothing could save him, after all.