Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. “I’m sorry. ” “My dear young lady,” the official said irritably, “this man would not have your name and address in his pocket without an object. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck.
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