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There were the burnt papers still in the grate. He got off on it. ‘Pray you, mademoiselle, can you not—’ ‘No use trying to enlist Lucilla’s aid,’ snapped Roding. She stabbed him with her canines. Ennison listened, and he forgot where he was. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. ‘You said she was beautiful. But it was not so ordered. Accordingly, having armed himself with various weapons, including a stout oaken staff then ordinarily borne by the watch, and put a coil of rope and a gag in his pocket, to be ready in case of need, he set out, about ten o'clock, on the expedition.
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