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” She shivered. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. ’ ‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed.
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