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’ ‘I don’t want to think it,’ he said, and she thrilled to the savagery in his tone. He was speedily disarmed; and the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further outcries. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. Sheppard prepared for church. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. They were sharp and dripping with black blood. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. This was Blueskin, who burst through the trees, and sword in hand assaulted the thief-taker. It was ended.
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