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‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. I’ve had a headache all day. No matter. To return. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively.
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