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1 " There were so many they packed the small field where the abbey held its yearly market, then spilled around the corner onto the coopers' lane, which followed the eastern edge of the holy house's walled compound. If some of the folk wore the ragged motley of the abbey's usual coterie of beggars, a far greater number dressed in the humble attire of the city's day laborers. Johanna, "
― Denise Domning , A Love for all Seasons (The Garistan chronicles, #5)
2 " There's naught left to feed them, and so they know. Despite that, this thieving rabble persists in trying to take a share of what is not theirs by looting warehouses and breaking into the homes of decent tradesmen," Theobald spat out. His gaze swept "
3 " Johanna, wife to Katel l'Espicer, yanked her plodding palfrey to a halt and stared in horror. "Mary, mother of God!" From her pillion perch behind one of the five following manservants, "
4 " Turning in his saddle, Theobald looked at the servants behind them. "We ride on through. If any man reaches for you, kill him." Then without so much as a by-your-leave, he leaned over and snatched Johanna's reins from her grasp, and spurred his horse into motion. As her palfrey complacently followed where he led, Johanna turned her gaze downward to glare at the saddletree and indulged herself in hatred—for him, for his master, but mostly for this "