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... s face turned bright red: "Need help? Of course, I need help! I need to find which oblivious hunter did it, then pull him down from his saddle and drag him into the mud to confess. I won’t hide it from you, that shot was incredibly accurate; it hit the deer’s lung but blew up my car, almost costing me, the political rising star, my life."
Palmerston, unfazed, glanced at the hunting servant behind him, casually asking: "Who fired the shot?"
Viscount Melbourne hearing this, couldn’ ...
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