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‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. He seemed to avoid meeting Anna’s eyes as much as possible. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. ‘Parbleu, but it is not comfortable in the least in there. "Have you sent off the note?" inquired Jack. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. It was a haunted place.
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