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" "Do what you please with him," muttered Trenchard to Wild. I don’t idealize you. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. The heavy weapon thundered against the door; and it speedily yielded to their efforts. The delight of the turnkeys was beyond all bounds; but poor Mrs. 1.
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