Leonardo had taught her pretty well everything she could have need to know, when they had talked long at his bedside. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. ‘Oh, peste.
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