’ Gerald grinned. This morning he heard voices—McClintock's and the Wastrel's. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side. Whatever she does is minimized.
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