He moved her dress from her shoulders and off her torso. Smith's melody had subsided. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. It took my breath away. Still—I don’t know whether I quite like—Something ramshackle about those people, Vee. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared.
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