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He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. ” “What did you hear?” Lucy felt herself unwillingly compelled to hang on Michelle’s every word. What are you after?’ ‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving sharply back. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. The wedding day came shortly after she turned fourteen. " He rose for fear she might touch him again. On the appearance of the thief-taker, Mrs.
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