’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. During this movement, Jack grasped the barrel of his pistol, held in his breath, and motioned to Blueskin, who bared a long knife, to keep still. Shotbolt," cried the turnkey, "I've good news for you. “Go it, miss!” cried one.
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