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I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. I'll tell you what. . “Well, well, Martin. ” Capes suddenly abandoned his attitude of meditative restraint. There was something fatalistic about the letter H. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. But at the word “home” she turned again.
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