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Well, he was executed for murder. He was a
thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in
any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always
been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. ’
‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she
snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. But her temper almost flared
again when the sergeant spoke. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh
obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence
within his breast. ‘Get the swords!’
‘I’ll see to him. I don’t think for a moment that he would recognize
you.
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