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Mr. Dart complied, petting Mrs. Etaris’ ginger cat (also named Gingersnap, which I presumed from the evidence was her favourite cookie),
Someone else's, too.
Jullanar, on account of the doings of the infamous heroine of the Red Company, was no longer a common name even in my own duchy, where it originated.
HA HA JUST YOU WAIT
She then looked arrested at the way that Hal laughed
“I had a friend once who experienced a similar sort of battle madness. He’d start singing and you knew things were about to become ... interesting.”
Who might this be, then, Mrs. Etaris?
“I had a somewhat wild youth,” she said mildly.
“Mrs. Etaris is the right age to have been at university then. And if she had a wild youth that involved friends who sang going into battle ...”
We may be children of a lesser age, but we should not let that inconvenience us altogether.’”
I am of the generation that made it, ah, infamous.
singing something by Fitzroy Angursell. Mrs. Etaris, unpacking the box of books, listened for a few moments, expression a little wistful, before she asked me to close the door at the bottom of the stairs.
Oh Mrs. Etaris, you are breaking my little heart.
even if her own tastes ran to banned poetry and local espionage.
