' I laughed outright. It took just a tiny taste of what you took from the woman. I could smell the fetid heat itself. So Steed turned reluctantly to Nancy, asking her to convince the Turlocks that they should man the salt works, and she understood.
'Now, let this matter be in my hands,' he said. Do you know that word, my son? They flatter you with their curiosity, which is what they do to everyone! Flattery is their calling card. I only need your vow that you won't ever tell another human being what I told you. Without taking his eyes off Patsy, Lestat told Cindy that Patsy was fine now.
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