Jacks looked aghast, a hand to his chest in a mixture of mock horror and real disgust.
“Na! What do ye tak' me for? Ah win everybody's dosh fairly; in games o' skill 'n' chance, cards 'n' dice.
'Suggesting theft'? The nerve on ya! Ah should be demanding a sorry!"
“Na! What do ye tak' me for? Ah win everybody's dosh fairly; in games o' skill 'n' chance, cards 'n' dice.
'Suggesting theft'? The nerve on ya! Ah should be demanding a sorry!"
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Maggie
Maggie giggled despite the seriousness of the dragon fight.
"There certa--wait, are you suggesting theft?" Her brown eyes scrutinized him.
"There certa--wait, are you suggesting theft?" Her brown eyes scrutinized him.
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