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Hearing the spring touched, he dashed through on the instant, and struck down the person who presented himself, with his bludgeon. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. “It can’t make any difference to you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. Jeremiah Jackson and Mr. ‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West Kent Militia. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. He awoke, strangely content.
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