His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. The gate was opened; the coffin brought into the churchyard; and Jack, whose eyes were filled with tears, saw Mr. She saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares.
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