He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. More importantly, she had her wits. " As this was said, Jack turned with the swiftness of thought, and shortening his sword, prepared to plunge it into the thief-taker's heart. The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. ” “I am going to pack my bag,” Anna answered.
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