She had heard the trader utter it many times. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. ‘As for an heir, I have Alderley cousins enough. “So am I. She is a stranger to you. . She knew the story only imperfectly, and followed it now with a passionate and deepening interest. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. It was from Brendon. ’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. I’ve paid for you and helped you, and I’m going to conquer you somehow—if I have to break you to do it.
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