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" "Not while Thames Darrell and Sir Rowland live. There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something, Gerald! Anything to calm him down. ’ ‘Precisely,’ Gerald repeated. ’ ‘A very low stratagem, Hilary,’ Gerald said, turning on his captain with mock severity. Conceiving the opportunity too favourable to be lost, Jack sprang suddenly over the hedge, and before the man, who was floundering on the ground with one foot in the stirrup, could extricate himself from his embarrassing position, secured his pistols, which he drew from the holsters, and held them to his head. B.
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