” She answered. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow. She chuckled. Looking for something, or someone, probably. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. “You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled composure, “to be a very impertinent person. She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue.
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