Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck. The next moment, he was felled to the ground by Jonathan Wild, who sprang into the room, followed by Abraham bearing the link. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room.
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