“John, you were never bound to me, you don’t owe me anything. U. Master, your humble servant. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. She picked up the hand cannon. " "Dying!" echoed the knight. "A little, Sir," replied the executioner, with a grim smile. He recognized the face instantly. However, if I've lost one servant, I've gained another, that's one comfort.
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