’ Captain Roding looked frowningly from one to the other. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. When she judged that she must be nearly back at the library, she began to feel somewhat dispirited. Having ascertained that a vessel sails for France from the river at daybreak to-morrow morning, I have secured a passage in her, and have already had the few effects I possess, conveyed on board. Gianfrancesco’s had curved differently and was darker.
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