. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. She sighed with relief. The door to the room in question was closed. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. I do—with all my heart. Jack Sheppard warns Thames Darrell.
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