She calls him a pig, and she says he ain’t Valade. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. He returned the locket without comment. Little things, almost impalpable, had happened to justify that doubt; something in his manner had belied his words. Then he lifted the black cloak-like garment from the floor.
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