‘Me, I have a name. ’ ‘Who’s bleeding to death?’ demanded Trodger. 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. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment.
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