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CHAPTER FIVE-3
“We have been fortunate enough to have defeated them and that is all that matters,” the Earl sighed. They walked down the path for a while before he added, “I think it would be wise to say nothing of what has happened. If your father informs the Chief Constable, they will most certainly be able to confiscate the brandy before the smugglers take it away.” He paused before continuing, “They might be able to apprehend the smugglers themselves. But that means Police proceedings and you and I would have to give evidence.” “No! No!” Melva exclaimed. “I don’t want to think of it. I am sure that it was my prayers that saved us or perhaps, as you thought of everything, it was one of King Arthur’s Knights who told you what to do.” The Earl smiled. “I had forgotten that King Arthur hunted in t
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