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’ ‘Don’t be too sure,’ said Miss Froxfield darkly, with a mischievous glance at her betrothed. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. Why should they be? She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. This young man did not drink because he sought the false happiness that lured men to the bottle. ’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. We will beg our bread and our shelter, and our passage on a boat. He's on the ragged edge.
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