“Thomas,” he began, but he didn’t get another word out, because with a speed and an agility that shocked Mary—even though she knew that her husband’s temper could crack with the suddenness of lightning—he released her, turned, and smacked Henry hard on his spine. Mary watched as the younger man flinched and started to rear up, but Thomas hit him again, this time joining his hands and using his arms as a club to pound one of the spots on Henry’s back where undoubtedly the flesh was raw from the whip. Even through his doublet and cloak, the pain had to have been excruciating, and Henry
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