‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. ’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard. He pulled on her shoulder, bringing her mouth to his in a kiss. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. It’s just that I want to say. But between us, we'll have him writing books some day.
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