’ ‘I don’t even know your granddaughter, ma’am. ’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. “Impossible to say,” he answered.
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