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They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. I never have known you. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. ‘You will have to prove it, you know,’ Gerald said quietly. Sheppard had been interred. ‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. " "I have already hazarded my life in this attempt to save you," returned Jonathan boldly, and with apparent frankness; "this ought to be sufficient answer to your doubts.
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