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"No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. ” “You and I and Brendon get on all right, don’t we?” Sydney objected. CHAPTER VII. ‘Perhaps I could indeed rescue you if only you would confide in me. A thin line of red appeared in the white neck. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London.
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