They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions. ‘Oh, peste, you make me late!’ She glared up at Roding. ’ Leonardo had taught her that. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. " He departed, musing.
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