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"That is easily explained. Melusine recognised the burly form of Captain Roding’s sergeant. She flailed against the doctor’s grip but after what seemed an eternity of kicking and flailing, amazingly, he had not seemed weakened in the slightest by her resistance. "You're wanted. The militia offered little in the way of relief. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. “The smallest will do for me quite well.
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