" "Ha!" ejaculated Trenchard. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. . And before Kneebone could draw his sword, he felled him to the ground with the iron bar. ‘I suppose I need not ask to which other soldier you refer. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. He embraced her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice.
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