It’s no good. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. "You may," replied Jack: "I'll fight for you to the last gasp.
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