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In this spy theory, however, he had no faith whatsoever. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. In regard to yourself, you've had a very narrow escape. ” “Sounds good. But I liked to say it. Wasting no time, he crossed straight to the shutters and opened them. ’ ‘Good. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London. And, if Rachel had not carried a candle, the room would have been plunged in total darkness. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them.
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