The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. Even the children jeer. It had been her home for hundreds of years.
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