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” “Lady Ferringhall—alone?” Ennison exclaimed. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck. " "There's no hurry. ” Anna never flinched. Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan.
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