Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. Sheppard's ward, Sir. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. ’ Tears glistened in her eyes. Men had tried that before, but never until now had they been quick enough. The noise startled the apprentice, who instantly suspended his labour, and gazed anxiously in the direction whence he supposed it proceeded. “Child!” he cried. ’ ‘In a somewhat roundabout fashion, if you ask me,’ came in a mutter from her old nurse, very much in her usual style.
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