Dead Men Tell No Tales

in his blood. In the kitchen I found the bottle of wine (Rattray’s best port, that they were trying to make her take for her health) with which Eva had bribed him, and I gave it to him before laying hands on a couple of chairs.

“What are you going to do?”’

“Go out the way we came.”

“But the wall?”

“Pile up these chairs, and as many more as we may need, if we can’t open the gate.”

But Eva was not paying attention any longer,


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in his blood. In the kitchen I found the bottle of wine (Rattray’s best port, that they were trying to make her take for her health) with which Eva had bribed him, and I gave it to him before laying hands on a couple of chairs.

“What are you going to do?”’

“Go out the way we came.”

“But the wall?”

“Pile up these chairs, and as many more as we may need, if we can’t open the gate.”

But Eva was not paying attention any longer,


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