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He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. "Is it gold?" "Pure gold," replied Kneebone. Too much blood has been shed already. We were expecting rather to find a male antagonist. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. She finished the olive and looked up. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. "He's not to blame," said Jack, rising.
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