But don't let my name frighten you. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. \" he replied, though it was obvious that he was lying. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. ‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble. Missy looked like a troll with lipstick on. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. "And now, I've one further request," faltered Jack; "though I scarcely know how to make it.
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