” She smiled at him. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them. When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. ” TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Typesetting and editing of the original book from which this e-text has been transcribed was inconsistent.
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