Her new husband had paid for a cadre of escorts back to Mantua. ” “But how?” “I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going to be a grandfather!’” “Yes. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. ‘So this is Pottiswick’s French spy. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. Yes, there was someone there.
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