She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. "Not before it's needed," returned Jack, aloud; adding in a whisper, "get upon my shoulders, Thames. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. “Come to my rooms and have a drink. He watched her, savoring her curious attention. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour.
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