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... soldier nodded like a pecking chick, “The old Saint ordered us to pack up and load the vehicles, yesterday.”
“Take me to Brother Reed.”
Beside the carriage, Winters found the old charlatan.
The old man had eaten well and slept well on the journey, even enjoying petting cats daily.
Compared to the emaciated alms-seeking monk when they first met, the old charlatan now seemed somewhat corpulent.
When they met, the old charlatan was holding a small bucket of ...
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