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They were sitting alone, Lucy. Gianfrancesco had told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with his brothers. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London. My nerves are shaken. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth.
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