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"No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. ‘Don’t rightly know how you make that out, you being a French spy and a prisoner and all. Yes, it was Manningtree really secured your father. “LOOKS all right,” said Ann Veronica, regarding him with her head first on one side and then on the other, and trying to be agreeable. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him.
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