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His blood would be sweet with it. ’ ‘Miss?’ gaped the soldier. Anticipating this, Wild avoided the shot by suddenly, ducking his head. And now the fiend Gosse had taken even that away from her. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. “Just fine. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. ] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC.
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