Old Kesterton, choleric-looking individual nearly opposite, will curse the cooking till he’s black in the face, but he never misses a dinner. ‘Pitiful. ’ ‘Ah, so that’s where Valade comes in,’ nodded Lucy. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked. With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds.
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