Monty offers me a hand on the stairs, so steep they’re practically a ladder, and I take it, careful not to catch a toe in my skirt and unravel all our hard work on my petticoat. When he extends the same hand to Johanna, not only does she not take it, but she leaps unaided the rest of the way down to the lower deck, then deals Monty a sharp kick between the legs. He buckles like a hinge. “You should be ashamed of yourself!” Johanna cries, smacking him across the back of the head with her muff. “You are a terrible man for accepting money to deliver human cargo who are obviously taken against
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