Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. I learned of your betrothal, gleaned all the information I could simply by eavesdropping. The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. To return. Her heartbeat quickened.
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