‘Champion?’ ‘The lad you saw following her. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. ‘Still, the comtesse has them well in hand. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit.
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