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When he awoke it was late in the day, and he was surprised to find Blueskin seated by his bedside, watching over him with a drawn sword on his knee, a pistol in each hand, and a blood-stained cloth bound across his brow. Annabel ignored both the chair and the invitation. Lucy propped Michelle against a thick, knobby tree stump. She meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. "Bravo," cried Sheppard, examining its contents, which proved to be a file, a chisel, two or three gimblets, and a piercer. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon.

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