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.. no, really, this time. I hadn't done a thing, but all the evidence had me pegged for being guilty as sin. I thought I had really had it, but this guy pops up and backs me hard.
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In the nick of time, too. Someone's coming. How can you tell? Nothing special. My hearing's a bit book better than yours is all. Dont panic. It isnt the Imps.
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The noise of the smoky inn abated only slightly as the heavy curtains swung back. A couple of yellow-glowing candles, one on each of the narrow booth's side walls, flickered in the draught.
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A light from a lamp on the table was just enough to show those outside the guards at the windows, but it would provide enough light to see her and Warren, too, so they stayed away from the windows.