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” “All right. “Anna,” he pleaded, “be merciful. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. I spent this afternoon in detention. The commissionaire smiled. And who knew if the men that Gerald had posted there would follow her to protect her somewhere else? In truth, where were these soldiers? She could not see them, although she assiduously searched the mist-shrouded square from the vantage point of the bay window in the large first floor room which had become her headquarters. However, I'd rather have a blow from the daughter than the mother. But she did not listen long; she wanted to talk. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze. Their small talk continued.
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