The wine bubbled and seethed; and the exquisite bouquet of oranges permeated the room. I am not prying for my own amusement. The militia were in already. "Shall I fetch the light, Captain?" whispered Blueskin. She was not quite clear how she should find it, but she felt she would. In short, more preparations were made than if a state criminal was about to be executed.
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