“But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. Sheppard. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. She was to be a Corsair’s Bride.
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