” “I wish you would use my Christian name,” he said. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. "You came hither under my protection, and you shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. Gay," rejoined Jack. " "Jack's a noble fellow," exclaimed the head-jailer of Clerkenwell Prison, raising his glass; "and, though he played me a scurvy trick, I'll drink to his speedy deliverance. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. Pull yourself together now. There’s no logic in these things.
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