Jamie felt a cold prickle at the back of his neck, and glanced hastily round to make sure that no one had heard. “Ye’ve been teaching him to—” Fergus looked mildly shifty. “I thought it a pity that the skills should be lost. It is a family legacy, you might say. I do not let him steal things, of course. We put them back.” “We’ll have a word in private later, I think,” Jamie said, giving the pair of them a look full of menace. Christ, if Germain had been caught at it … He’d best put the fear of God into the two of them before they both ended up pilloried, if not hanged from a tree outright for
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