Humph. 97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. ” Annabel rose and followed her sister from the room. “I wonder which of us enjoys that most,” said Capes—“does he, or do we?” “He seems to get a zest—” “He does it and forgets it. ’ ‘Truly?’ asked Melusine, warmth lighting her bosom. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up.
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