. “So you’d best open your coffers. "My mother is avenged. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague.
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