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"You will spare the officers a labour then," rejoined Jonathan. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. She felt like a dried-up old woman. I spent this afternoon in detention.
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