Sheppard, distractedly. What a heat that news had wrought. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. The idiots are marching through the streets in processions from town to town, whipping their own backs until they are covered in blood, spreading the bloody Pestilence wherever they go! The dead pile in the streets like timber. The Night-Cellar XVIII. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do.
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