‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. " Trenchard took up a pen. The white cloth was instantly dyed with crimson; but, regardless of this, Jonathan continued his murderous assault. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn over in their graves.
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