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Date Posted: 17:34:23 04/18/10 Sun
Author: kgp
Subject: QOTD for Monday, April 19, 2010

The following quote is taken from The Custom of the Army by Diana Gabaldon, Copyright (c) 2010 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved

"Malcolm was breathing hard, one hand clutching his abused thigh, but was regaining his composure.

"It's nothing," he said. " Nothing to do with Olivia at all." He swallowed, wiped a hand across his mouth, and took a cautious glance at the miniature in his hand. "That th esprat, is it? Good . . . good-looking lad. Looks like me, don't he?"

Grey kicked him brutally in the stomach."

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