He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. It shall be your wedding ring. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been killed by a flash of hate. My, um, my curfew. The door was fastened by a catch and a latch with an inside key, to which at night a chain and two bolts were added. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other.
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