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... hing...!"
The coachman was trembling.
His eyes were glued to the trail of blood left behind the carriage but he adamantly refused to look towards the wheels of the carriage itself.
"We ran over something, right? What was it, a dog? A loose pig or something? You were screaming at someone, right? Was it the owner, where are they now?"
Lord Blackberry asked in a tired voice, his hand was already going into his pocket to pull out a purse and properly paid of the loss.
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