‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. ’ The fury welled. He's as nice and civil-spoken a gentleman as need be; by the same token," she added, in an under tone, "that he gave me a span new crown piece.
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