’ ‘What about the lad?’ said the captain suddenly. “When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy interrogated through a yawn. “There are a few fees. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. ‘Gabbling and muttering in a foreign tongue, that’s what I heard, sir,’ had declared the gap-toothed ancient, when he told them of the initial foray he had made, sneaking around the house in the dark. " Sir Rowland's brow darkened. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way.
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