” Meddoes turned round from the table on which he was practising shots and shrugged his shoulders. ’ ‘Dear me. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. Probably he has something to say and can't say it, or he writes well about nothing. And he who opposes me in it shall feel the weight of my hand.
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