The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Spurlock understood that his vantage would be temporary; the Wastrel had been knocked down, not out. To be complete, my vengeance must be tardy. " The knight was indeed greatly changed.
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