Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any precedent. CHAPTER XII. He had chosen his time well. I give you the plain, unadulterated truth.
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