Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. . The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. "Jack Sheppard," returned the boy, fixing his eyes upon a portrait of the Earl of Mar.
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