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” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. The last time Pottiswick had called out the militia on suspicion of intruders in Remenham House, a large rodent had been all the spoil. ” “Two years ago,” she answered. Although Martha did not know it, she had her pistol and her daggers, and her knife.
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