And tell Pottiswick to mend that lock we broke. She had to make sure, for the peace of her mind, that this was really the man. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. ‘Then I am not mad in the least. You must live for me.
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