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... own my life for you.”
McGraw knelt half-way inside the carriage, his head bowed low, his tone utterly resolute, as if this had always been his deepest desire.
If anyone could look closely, they would find McGraw’s body was trembling slightly, not because he was lying, but because he was yet to calm down from the excitement.
He was a clever beggar, and had heard some abnormal tales from the mouths of some old vagabonds. Being from the Federation, he had naturally heard of ...
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