So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. Anna sent her away. ‘You have rifled his papers. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan.
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