’ The lady’s gaze dwelled thoughtfully on the half-drawn sword and then came up to meet his, an odd look in her eyes. . I don't believe his name is Taber. “What has she told you?” “Everything. ” “How dull you are,” the lady remarked. But I can give it its name now. "It is droll," he said. Your life is like a funeral March.
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