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He touched it again, and this time it was not withdrawn. “We’ve all been mixing our ideas, and we’ve got intellectual hot coppers— every blessed one of us. “I shall come back, if at all, a new man. But no more of that. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. I want you. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions.
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