She found Rhea trapped under a rock, her skeletal head exposed. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. Pearls too! I mean it. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. Left to Capting Roding, as he told me hisself, you’d be in prison this moment. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. Anna opened a cupboard and produced cups and saucers and a tin of coffee. Her shoulders were gripped hard and a familiar voice spoke.
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