“Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid. Wagstaff. He must be a sly fox to get out of the Mint without my knowledge. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. I had rather have trouble and hardship like that than be taken care of by others.
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