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He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the
morning, and still more so in the afternoon. "
While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made
his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly
grasped. “Very funny. Families had seen their lands seized, their
chateaux ransacked or burned, and those unlucky enough to have failed to
anticipate disaster, had been murdered or dragged away to gaol. Several of the assailants carried links, so that the room was a blaze of
light. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face
resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. But—It’s just this: who was to be hurt?”
“I wish no one had to be hurt,” said Ann Veronica.
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