Wow. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. Wood, in equal trepidation. " "No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. You have taken my dagger. But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference. " And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches.
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