’ Roding blinked. Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he was sure to be recognised. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. ‘But I find you excessively rude, Gérard.
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