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’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. " "Swear it!" "I do. He came to the door and as he opened it a crack, she pushed herself inside urgently. She dived at once behind the cover of the lamproom and affected serious trouble with her shoe-lace until he was out of the station, and then she followed slowly and with extreme discretion until the bifurcation of the Avenue from the field way insured her escape. I was not even sure whether it was loaded. ” “I can assure you,” he answered, “that it isn’t a habit of mine. Figg," replied Jack, smiling; "for, before I'm taken to Tyburn, I mean to borrow a shirt for the occasion from you.

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