Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest. "Fear nothing, Sir," said the man, in a voice which Thames instantly recognised as that of Blueskin.
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