’ ‘If he has a bullet inside of him,’ said the sergeant stolidly, ‘there ain’t no one can take it out better nor me. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. But get up behind, Blueskin. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head and noticed Alderley’s glance.
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