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Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. ” She said bitterly. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. ‘Jacques, do not die while I am gone. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest.
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