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Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. We were to ransom you, then we would fake your death, play as if the kidnappers had executed you. Why would your mother be so impatient?” Lucy speculated. “No, no, no. ’ He glanced at the captain. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. And now," she added, glancing contemptuously at the woollen-draper, "I'll go to Jack Sheppard. Never mind.
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