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‘Don’t even think of it,’ warned Gerald, in the voice generally reserved for his men. This obstacle, which appeared to preclude the possibility of egress in that quarter, was speedily got rid of. “I was watching you at Morningside Park, dear,” said Miss Miniver. But they were too late. At one moment, it seemed as if the flying bark was about to put to shore. Wood, was pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion. As O'Higgins signed the hotel register, his keen glance took in the latest signatures. The militiaman at once thrust the old man between the shoulder blades, pushing him into the kitchen.
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