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’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. "Och! he's a broth of a boy!" "Why, I thought he'd broken your head, Terry?" "Phooh! that's nothing? A piece o' plaster'll set all to rights; and Terry O'Flaherty's not the boy to care for the stroke of a supple-jack. “And of course you are my niece just as Annabel is, although I am sorry to learn that your conduct has been much less discreet than hers. ’ There was no denial in Martha’s face, though Melusine longed to hear her words contradicted. ’ ‘I have found Mary Remenham’s daughter,’ he repeated.
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