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’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg, dislodging her. Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House. But I have never seen America. Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. A shiver slid down inside her.
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