Thomas Moran The Wilds of Lake Superior

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Fools and the Assassins will be guarding this hole until we can get some masons in tomorrow. No-one is to go through, you the right mood. He's poisoned fifteen people this year. He's almost as good with poisons as old Cruces.'
'Do I need to know that?' said Angua. Downey patted her on the head.
'Oh, Assassins shouldn't kill unless they're being paid. It's these little tips that make all the difference.'
Now Angua was in a position to see the door. There was a name written on a piece of card stuck in a metal bracket.
Edward d'Eath.
'Edward d'Eath,' she said.
'There's a name that tolls a bell,' said G