’ ‘Yes, but I’m afraid I am far too interested to stop mixing myself in your affairs,’ Gerald said ruefully. Sebastian's arms were about her, his fists pumping her stomach as she coughed forth saltwater from her belly and lungs. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. ’ ‘They? How many are there?’ ‘Oh, peste.
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