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“I love your sister. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. ’ Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. Gerald tried it. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. “Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said gently, “I am afraid that some fresh trouble has come to you. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. “But if you knew anything of that—” “I did.
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