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Harv sat on his balcony as the revolting masses of Mobile Read surged past. He muttered some unintelligible latin phrase at them and continued drinking his tea. Not for him the lost cause of revolution. He had recently purchased a thriving medical practice in town and wanted nothing more than to live out his life quietly and serenely.

Not that he had been without adventure, having served with the French in Libya and the Irish in their never-ending war with their arch enemies, the Irish, but he now knew that the key to happiness was to wake up every morning with the thought that he would know exactly what the day held in store for him.



Harv and Vera a la Rafael Sabatini's Captain Blood...