” The official shrugged his shoulders. ” “Your priestess,” whispered Ann Veronica, softly. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. At least for one moment, it was.
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