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I went off to round up his wife. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. “Remember that the man will probably die.
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