'He isn't a man who angers anyone easily, but the witch doctor was most angry. Absently, Dougless nodded, and in moments the woman passed a tray holding a pot of strong tea, cups, and plates of food across the counter to her. “I am sorry, Nicholas,” she cried. ' They camped that night beside the river, and by noon next morning they saw something that sealed Paul's love of his new home.
Dougless, weak from fasting and endless tears, stood before Lady Margaret, her head down, her cheeks wet, her face swollen and red. At last he turned away, clasped his hands behind his back, and began to pace. Once she was inside the house, she stopped and stared up at the staircase. She tried to control herself, but the tears started anyway.
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