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‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Spurling in alarm. You care for me just a little, I know. " "But I'm a poor man. “Well, anyhow, consider it open. That’s my point. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace.
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