“I fail to see the joke,” Sir John said. " While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck. “Our ways happened to lie together. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily.
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