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‘I told you I could handle her. “Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said gently, “I am afraid that some fresh trouble has come to you. As matters now stand, I'm only a thief, not a blackguard. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. His expression became pained. I do not wish to seek them out, en effet. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. You will survive, mark my words.
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