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” Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. “Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. “I’m going to talk of indifferent themes,” said Ramage, a little fussily, “until these interruptions of the service are over. ‘And take you this sword. This request, however, was refused; and he was told that the only way in which he could entitle himself to his Majesty's clemency would be by discovering who had abetted him in his last escape; the strongest suspicions being entertained that he had not affected it alone. I am aware that you ran away from there, but—’ ‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own. So he's come around, then? That's fine. She struggled not to be afraid.
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