Switzerland, the proceeds of the sale of the Nemes crown. I was unable
to talk him into handing everything over.'
'Enough of these public disclosures of my domestic affairs, said
Nicholas firmly. 'The sun is long gone, and it's whisky time. I think I
saw a bottle of Laphroaig behind the bar at the hotel, Let's go and find
out if I was mistaken.' He took Royan's arm and led her away, and the
other two followed closely, laughing delightedly at his discomfort.
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