Imbecile. "Indeed!" replied the knight, drawing his sword, "the secret, villain, or I will force it from you. It is no problem. A black-garbed figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him. “I’ll turn you here. He has hanged twelve of his associates already. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall.
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