’ There was a pause. ‘But for now, I’m taking you home. The prisoner breathed with difficulty. “I’m next, Mr. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. Wild allowed you to have your fine clothes again, or you might have been taken in a still more disgraceful garb. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. But on arriving in the tattered saloon where he and Melusine had hidden, a shock awaited Gerald.
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