A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. ‘I don’t think you need do that, Melusine—if I may call you so. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily.
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