She watched, puzzled, as her cavalier frowned at the newcomer, glancing from him to Melusine and back again. As he passed along the main thoroughfare, he heard his own name pronounced, and found that it was a hawker, crying a penny history of his escapes. A-L-I-V-A—Aliva—T-R-EN—Trencher that's it. Sheppard, and neither deserve nor desire your thanks.
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