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“You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be put off like this. He was staring at her, openly gaping. She's plenty clean below. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. . Hitherto, no visiters had been permitted to see him. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. "Well," growled Blueskin, "you've had my offer.
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