I expect you had been snubbing him terribly. Not with the unavoidable explanations, and the need to secrete the sword and hide it before returning the priest’s horse to its stable—which had been her excuse for running from Martha’s protestations. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. You understand what I mean. It was time to get up.
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