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“We can be alone?” She inquired. In that sense, my strategy worked. Her expression was a little changed, less innocent, more discerning. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat.
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