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It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. \"Josh Durkin?\" Lucy whispered loudly. While the girl kept the patient from dwelling upon his misfortunes, whatever these were, he himself would have to keep the girl from brooding over hers. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck.
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