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My name is Annabel, not Anna. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. “I had to. ’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack. She lifted the sheet and gestured for him to join her. The pistol fell to the floor. " She paused. “Is this a concession to Mrs. Stanley regarded his neighbor’s clean-shaven face almost warily. ’ ‘She’s as clothheaded as you,’ Roding retorted, but he slipped an arm about the lady’s waist and gave her a quick squeeze. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested.

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