He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. He dropped the key on the counterpane. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. ‘Well, this maid,’ went on Kimble eagerly, ‘and me, we gets to talking, see, and that’s how I knew he were off to this party. Only first you must find the lantern and light it again and leave it here, near the door, for me to find. She saw me, and, Lady Ferringhall, I shall never forget her look as long as I live. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child.
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