Cahill gave me a hall pass. Captain Roding strode into the parlour. Ah, no, I have it wrong. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. He chuckled. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. And a broken picture that was torn when I hit him with it.
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