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 ”Then you found out what you wanted to know?”
    The marquis fingered the wounds in his arms and his legs, “Oh yes. Most of it. I have more than an inkling of what this affair is actually about.” Then he closed his eyes once more, and wrapped his arms about himself, and swayed, slowly, back and forth.
    “What’s it like then?” asked Old Bailey. “Being dead?”
    The marquis sighed. And then he twisted his lips up into a smile, and with a glitter of his old self, he replied, “Live long enough, Old Bailey, and you can find out for yourself.”
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    The marquis de Carabas looked up at him. His eyes were very white in the moonlight. And he whispered, “What’s it like being dead? It’s very cold, my friend. Very dark, and very cold.”    Door held up the chain. The silver key hung from it, red and orange in the light of Hammersmith’s brazier. She smiled. “Fine work, Hammersmith.”
    “Thank you, lady.”
    She hung the chain around her neck and hid the key away inside her layers of clothes. “What would you like in return?”
    The smith looked abashed. “I hardly want to presume upon your good nature . . . ” he mumbled.