Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon and headed for the back stairs. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. I may as well think. Then she went back and mixed up the sheets in a search for particular passages. “I had a visit from Sir John in my rooms,” she said. Jonathan had not deceived him. Jonathan Wild. It’s John. “That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured.
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