Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. ” Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis.
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