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I heard only after it was all over. He followed. I don’t know. “I don’t know, John. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. But, here they are.

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