"Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. I want you to feel that you have found a friend who has a strong desire to be of service to you. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. Only identity, and a chance to be someone other than a nun. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. "All's bowman, my covey.
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