Why should you want to shield him?" "I really don't know. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. Her lips were dry and cracked. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. His curiosity put itself into a question.
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