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" "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. For a moment or two Gerald stood in the total silence of amazement, his pistol up and pointing, aware that Hilary was likewise stunned, standing with halfdrawn sword. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. ’ Gerald shrugged. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. Captain Roding either did not know, or did not remember that she had it. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched.
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