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“All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway. She meant to go, she meant to go, she meant to go. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper. ’ ‘Militia, miss,’ Kimble corrected her. He felt the first sting of the whip.
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