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His companion sighed dramatically, but when he caught Simon's expression he could not help breaking into loud, but not unkind, laughter. 'Your misery, that's what! You've been like a bear with a leg in a trap all the way, complaining about this visit. Are you going to keep it up until we get there? What are you so troubled about? The journey is not long, there's a meal at the end of it, and at least the weather is good for a ride over these moors you've told me so much about.' Simon, bailiff of Lydford Castle, gave a surly shrug of his shoulders, but was forced to confess the validity of at least the last part of the statement. |