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His eyes were fixed upon her face, but he opened his lips twice before he spoke. My birthday was on May first. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. Let me make your future for you. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. She looked into his eyes, truly noticing their gray color for the first time. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. ToC Tyburn was now at hand.
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