Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. She crushed the letter in her hand. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. An immediate halt took place.
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