The sight of the food made Jerott want to vomit. He said cheerfully, 'Well, well. Thank God you're a dab hand at chess.'
'If you're going to be bright,' said Lymond, with a soft and frightening venom, 'I'll break your sweet little neck.
'If you're going to be bright,' said Lymond, with a soft and frightening venom, 'I'll break your sweet little neck.
( Dorothy Dunnett )
[ Pawn in Frankincense ]
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