[Susan wasn't often startled but, somehow, Teatime kept managing it. This was a pretty severe reaction, comparatively speaking, because she actually leaned away from the book as horror darted across her face.
Teatime had the sword. Grandad had taken it, he couldn't possibly have it. But, on that same note, he couldn't possibly be alive, either.
The value inherent in the words "couldn't" and "possibly" was rapidly diminishing.]
You've checked? [Susan discarded her momentary bit of self-indulgent shock and leaned forward again, her grim expression returning as quickly as it had left.] What do you mean you've checked?
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Teatime had the sword. Grandad had taken it, he couldn't possibly have it. But, on that same note, he couldn't possibly be alive, either.
The value inherent in the words "couldn't" and "possibly" was rapidly diminishing.]
You've checked? [Susan discarded her momentary bit of self-indulgent shock and leaned forward again, her grim expression returning as quickly as it had left.] What do you mean you've checked?