" "None whatever," rejoined Wild. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg, dislodging her. ” Annabel yawned. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. Where is Father Spencer? I must have absolution.
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