The Wisest Fool mog-4
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Abruptly Heriot rose, bowed jerkily and turned to go.
"Dinna forget the gewgaws and the siller, man," James reminded. "Use the Archduke's cloak to bundle it in-he owes me mair'n that, anyway."
With his heavy and awkward bundle, Heriot paused at the tent door as the King spoke again.
"I'm going to miss him, mind. It'll no' be the same without him-no' the same, at all. A guid night to you, Geordie Heriot."
A man in chaos of emotions, George Heriot went seeking his Alison. He wanted to go home.
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