" "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. " "Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of anguish at Jack. Her greatest exploit was the howling before the mid-day meal. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. Besides, this is an affair which no one but myself can settle. The day was warm even under an overcast sky and Hilary, uncomfortable, shifted his weight.
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