Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain and silently watch him at work. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. You do not understand, and you would like to. You can come back for these, for you’ll carry him to the gatehouse, that’s what you’ll do.
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