Gregory," she said, "you cannot leave me here. What if someone finds you and removes you from the house? Who will know I am here? And what if"¦and what if"¦and then what if"¦" He smiled, enjoying her officiousness too much to actually listen to her words. She was definitely herself again. "When this is all over," he said, "I shall bring you a sandwich." That stopped her short. "A sandwich? A sandwich? -
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