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“I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song. ” Just then the man’s eyes opened. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. "Then you need no further information from me," rejoined Jackson, sternly. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra.
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