Don’t be afraid to go on thinking it. ’ ‘And she’d be right,’ Martha said severely. Her lips were dry and cracked. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. Wrenched from their holds, the iron palisades in front of the thief-taker's dwelling were used as weapons to burst open the door. Drink the toast, Jack. I shall not part with you again.
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