The coachman
"I know a restaurant that specializes in Aetolian cuisine that tastes good. Thomas, go to Randall's on Herries Street."

"Hunter's retractable fanny pack, do you want it?"

Esme Crane was somewhat surprised at Anna's speed of reaction and how skillfully she used the black umbrella. Anna shook her hand in farewell to the dog's owner and continued on her way, Esme Crane tending to follow in step. Seeing Esme Crane's surprised look, Anna said with a slight look of pride.

After checking out, Anna grabbed her umbrella and clutch bag and strolled alongside Esme Crane down the clean, crisp sidewalks of Midtown. Thomas followed them slowly in his horse-drawn carriage.

Esme Crane had thought that Anna, as a noble lady, had no other means of attack than the Book of Words, but she had practiced the Barton Umbrella, and was relieved that she had some means of self-preservation. She found Anna to be a very adventurous person, and Esme Crane could not be by her side at all times to protect her, so
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