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Sebastian drew over to her and lifted her chin from her chest. Ennison, if at all,” Anna declared calmly. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Don’t be frightened, dear. Of Jack Sheppard or the assailants they could not discover a single trace. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. "What is this?" she wanted to know. "I am accounted a fair shot, as well as a tolerable swordsman, and I will give proof of my skill in both lines, should occasion require it.
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