“No. ‘You are, I think, a gentleman, no?’ Gerald bowed. Look! Is that some one coming out?” The front door of the flats stood open, and through it a woman, slim and veiled, passed on to the pavement and turned with swift footsteps in the opposite direction. Gerald instantly took her arm and guided her back to her chair. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck.
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