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She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. He was not a sailor. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. “Annabel,” she said brusquely.
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