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“It’s okay. Oh, John. His heir is dead, yes, and his name and title available to me. Arrived at her side, it was soon evident, from the throng of seamen in Dutch dresses that displayed themselves, that her crew were on the alert, and a rope having been thrown down to the skipper, he speedily hoisted himself on deck. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. “What’s wrong with having witchcraft books? Is she afraid that the Princeton Hill villagers will burn you at stake?” Lucy asked sarcastically. I've no doubt he's as honest as either of you. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered.
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