" "But I've got to go!" insisted Rollo, in perfectly understandable dog-talk. ‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’ Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. The water was cold but she waded deeper. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. So am I. With his tongue lolling and his flea-bitten stump wagging apologetically, he glanced from face to face to see if there was any forgiveness visible. " "Well, rather than you should commit so great a crime, Captain, here it is," replied Quilt, handing him the garment in question. ’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger.
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