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David Courtlaw. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. ‘But a spy I am not. He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it. Anna did not pause, but she looked over her shoulder with slightly lifted eyebrows.
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