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A few seconds sufficed to clear the passage, through which it had previously cost him more than two hours to force his way. ’ ‘But you don’t look anything like her,’ burst out Mrs Ibstock. I jumped then—I was not even shaken. " "Well, take a chair," rejoined Kneebone. “How can you know?” “I think—perhaps I am rather a cold-blooded person. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat.
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