"Not my king's," returned Wood. ” “Oh, no, please, no!” She reeled in shock and started 226 to back away from the open crypt. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. . She cried and sobbed in fits. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had.
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