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"That’s a fine beast," Luke said, jue He produced a jar froht do for those lashes If you keep him quiet, miss, I’ll put soan spoke softly to hi Luke’s touch as he smeared salve on the wounds Meanwhile, the professor stood there beside her, fu, his wolfish eyebrows dra over his eyes

"Would’ve been a shalue," LukeRaven soundly on the neck, "but some see horses as no ht"

He tied Raven’s lead to the back of the carriage and held the door open for Karigan and the professor to climb into the cab

"We shall continue our tour," the professor instructed his driver, and he added to Karigan, "and there will be no an sht Raven to be of the stock once used to ent than ordinary ones, but she decided to hold onto that particular thought for now She wished to get to know the stallion better to ensure she was not mistaken And she feared the professor would see Raven as just another artifact She did not knohat that would mean for the poor horse who had already been so ill-used

"Of all the men you could co into her thoughts and still glowering "Dr Ezra Stirling Silk Have you any idea?"

The carriage buan shook her head "No Hoould I?"

Her response seemed to take the steam out of him, and his features eased "You are correct There is no way you could have known" He reached over and patted her knee "I’m sorry to have sounded so harsh, my dear, but I worry so"

"Why does Dr Silk worry you so much?"

"His father is one of the most important men in the whole of the empire, and Dr Silk is just as entwined in the upper echelons of imperial authority My dear, if ever you wanted the attention of the eht down upon you, you just succeeded The one thing you--we--do not want is the eist"

"He is We trained together at the saed socially We became quite close, actually But his father, as the Minister of the Interior, is responsible for repressing the truth of the eht say that Silk and I had a parting of philosophies, though I never openly expressed my true bent He continues to pander to the empire, while I a favor for myself I’e ru several turns, the clip clop of Raven’s hooves coan saw another Inspector strolling the street with ait in spiderlike fashion It ain

"What do they do?" she asked

"Hmmm?" the professor asked

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