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‘Poor Hilary. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. ” She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a long time in silence. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. He rose deliberately to his feet and confronted them.
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