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The voice belonged to Al as Una and he returned to the table. Alistair half-turned to the newcomers and shook his head. "Nothing that I would not speak of among friends, Monsieur List."
"So you know some dirt on Al?" Una wondered as she resumed her seat.
Alistair chuckled. "I know a great deal, mademoiselle, but I tell only as much as pleases my guests."
Al dug into his food and grinned. "This pleases me very much."
"I am glad," Alistair replied as Casey brought a large, steaming plate of leg of lamb. He set the platter in front of Una who's face paled a little.
She looked up at her server and pointed at the meat. "This is lamb, isn't it?"
He smiled and nodded. "Every inch, ma'am."
"And seasoned with the special house spices," Alistair added. "You will find no better mea
