Midwinter Town: A Novella
“Seven years is no joke; and still I returned and crushed so many of those dog brothers that for each day of my captivity I sent at least two of them to hell; and for Sundays and holidays who knows if there will not be three or four? Ha!”
“Seven years!” repeated Lady Anna, with a sigh.
“May I die if I add a day! Seven years in the very palace of the Khan,” confirmed Zastar, blinking mysteriously.
“And you must know that that young Khan is my,” here he whispered something in the ear of Lady Anna, burst into a loud “Ha, ha, ha!” and began to stroke his knees with his palms; finally he slapped Lady Anna's knees, and said, “They were good times, were they not? In youth every man you met was an e