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“Mr. ’ Gerald grinned. He lives near the Black Lion. Here we are absconding, pretending to be what we are not; shady, to say the least of it. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. They chatted pleasantly as he drove around the neighborhood for a half an hour, then stopped by the Diedermayer house. ‘What if she does not agree? Could she reveal us, damage us amongst our peers? Are you certain that we should not kill her?’ He asked. Lucia watched in fascination as Isobella nodded at her, only three years older than she, nursing her son with a contented smile upon her face.
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