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‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. That is where I first knew him. "Your worry is needless. Sebastian howled with laughter, doubling over. Well, I shall be sorry to lose him, Mr. "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave.
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