” Lucy said. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. They were sure to catch up with her. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. She entered quietly and padded up to her shared bedroom. CHAPTER VIII. Ramage.
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