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Montressor’s guests were. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. He was in great pain and it meant that he would be in casts for twelve weeks. "If you get out o' that cage, I'll forgive you. Her tone was icy. "We're merely about to discharge our duty by apprehending a rebel.
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