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Hilary’s gaze was raking the room. "
"Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some
highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. The lad looked alarmed. \" Shari said. She wanted to be alone. ‘Obstinate fool!’
She saw Gosse raise a hand, and dug into her nun’s habit for the knife she had
not thought to need. Stanley. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on
the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. She rose at once with a little
exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. . She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion
demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin,
with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set
about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist.
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