She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. A ball from Wild's pistol passed through his heart, and a volley of musketry poured from the guards lodged several balls in the yet breathing body of his leader. “And yet you still live, Butterfly. what’s your name again?” He asked. I believe I am doomed to be an old maid. More than ever a sense of confusion was upon Ennison.
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