There was a stain of wine upon her dress. “You may not leave. Burn your palette and your easel. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do. Drawing his hanger he rode amongst the crowd, trampled upon those most in advance, and made an attempt to seize their leader, in whom he recognised Blueskin. I've just left your nephew.
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