Gerald sighed. What of it?” There was a shout of laughter. ‘So are you. "Your sympathy is being wasted. I'll have no such toast drunk at my table!" "It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper. 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. ‘Ha! It’s you, is it?’ He threw a glance at his two juniors.
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