The flush deck was without wells. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was for once in her life perfectly natural. "I don't know his name. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. Never glance sideways at man. And not a worthy tome in sight. Sebastian crouched on the floor with a single dead victim, a young highwayman.
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