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"Sir Rowland is murdered!" cried Jack, as soon as he could find a tongue. " "So I find, Rowland," replied the other, in accents of deep disappointment, and at the same time relinquishing his grasp. " "Can I trust him?" mused Jack. Never had he been so intrigued. "If the best nag ever foaled were to throw me in this unlucky spot, I'd blow his brains out. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round. . ’ ‘You mean imbecile, don’t you?’ Gerald said, and turned his head to share the joke with Melusine. But, though the latter was somewhat embarrassed by his burthen, he peremptorily declined Jonathan's offer of assistance.
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