Julia Potsch

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“Neither mad nor depraved,” she said, decisively. “I’m a patriot.” The light dawned. I let out the breath I had been holding in expectation of a deranged attack. “A Jacobite,” I said. “Holy Christ, you’re a bloody Jacobite!”
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