"We work together no more. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone. ’ ‘But what of justice?’ asked Lucilla, evidently dazed. "A friend," replied Jonathan, uncocking the pistol, and placing it in his pocket. Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said.
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