But her tears had been for Leonardo’s expulsion, and the loss of his companionship. Courtlaw might have been able to give me an idea where to stop. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. The calvacade was now put slowly in motion. Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far.
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