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“Absolutely platonically,” she said. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. You didn’t see me fall into a swoon when you cursed just now, did you?’ ‘I’m beginning to doubt if anything less than a sledgehammer would send you into a swoon,’ Gerald retorted. Immediately Spurlock began to chant one of these. The Procession to Tyburn. “Ugh!” she said.
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