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“
With
the
women
again
,
eh
?
”
The
Baron
trembled
with
the
effort
of
suppressing
anger
.
“
Sire
,
it
could
be
he
’
s
—
”
“
Silence
!
”
The
Baron
advanced
another
step
into
the
antechamber
,
noting
how
the
men
moved
back
,
clearing
a
subtle
space
around
Nefud
,
dissociating
themselves
from
the
object
of
wrath
.
“
Did
I
not
command
you
to
know
precisely
where
the
na
-
Baron
was
at
all
times
?
”
the
Baron
asked
.
He
moved
a
step
closer
.
“
Did
I
not
say
to
you
that
you
were
to
know
precisely
what
the
na
-
Baron
was
saying
at
all
times
—
and
to
whom
?
”
Another
step
.
“
Did
I
not
say
to
you
that
you
were
to
tell
me
whenever
he
went
into
the
quarters
of
the
slave
women
?
”
Nefud
swallowed
.
Perspiration
stood
out
on
his
forehead
.
The
Baron
held
his
voice
flat
,
almost
devoid
of
emphasis
:
“
Did
I
not
say
these
things
to
you
?
”
Nefud
nodded
.
“
And
did
I
not
say
to
that
you
were
to
check
all
slave
boys
sent
to
me
and
that
you
were
to
do
this
yourself
.
.
.
personally
?
”
Again
,
Nefud
nodded
.
