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Amid the confusion, Shotbolt sprang to his feet, and levelling a pistol at Jack's head, commanded him to surrender; but, before any reply could be made, the jailer's arm was struck up by Blueskin, who, throwing himself upon him, dragged him to the ground. " "The pianist?" "Yes. " Mr. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. He caught the smirk. They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. He wouldn’t like it if people did it to him.
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