Ro-manda and Lelaine clung to a cold outward dignity, but most of the others shielded and guarded on the floor wept quiet That was all. Still, she set the pen down and rose smoothly, pulling down the silver-white sleeves she had pushed up to keep clear of the ink. Min certainly did.
Elayne felt a great desire to shout boo just to see what would happen. The only openings were the doorway and a rathole beside the mirror, but the man in the gray coat was gone. Looking up at him through long lashes, she put a hand on his chest, tapping her fingers. People in the streets leaped out of the way to avoid being run down, and the wagon's progress left behind shouts and curses, overturned sedan chairs, and coaches run into street vendors' stalls.
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