He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards. He had reacted by laughing at her, informing her coolly that she was naïve in many things. "Why can't I?" "You will be compromised. His mind was filled briefly with psychic images of a charnel house that danced like a spider in his head. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. His attention was focused on Melusine’s transfixed stare and he forgot to say any of the things he had planned to say. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely. I've seen him often do it.
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