’ Pottiswick sucked at his teeth through the gaps. “I just came to you and put myself in your hands. Drummond nodded. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. ‘Charvill?’ uttered Roding frowningly. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night.
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