He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ‘Never. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. That did not sound like the name the young man had offered in the tower of the water-clock. Herculis was a port city on the Tyrrhenian Sea not far from where the manor had been. ‘I do not know him.
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