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There were no mourners. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them. Twice he cleaned the old briar; still there was no improvement. Besides, she had admitted her identity. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. It's a bad omen to be thrown near that door. ” Sir John smiled.
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