’ Gerald frowned. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. His revelry, however, was put an end at the expiration of the time mentioned by Jonathan, by the entrance of a posse of constables with Quilt Arnold and Abraham Mendez at their head. Vorsack rose from the table and departed for the bathroom, mumbling something about a Tylenol. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword.
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