As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. Then her white teeth gleamed, and her excuse for remaining any longer before that little marble table was gone. ‘Parbleu, how you make me talk!’ ‘Your secret is safe with me, I promise you,’ Gerald said reassuringly.
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