"What's that to you?" demanded Jonathan, gruffly. " "Thank'ee, Sir," grinned Sheppard. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief.
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