82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. "I never went to school. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. ’ Lucilla sat up.
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