. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. Nevertheless, she was still fighting. She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. " "And why not?" asked Kneebone, eagerly.
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