It is but a wild threat. I tell you once more, I'll say and do nothing to get you into trouble. There was now no honest way of warning Taber that the net had been drawn. Ann Veronica had one of her flashes of insight. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt.
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