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‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. She was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. Brendon told him the name of a distant restaurant and sprang in by her side. Giles's round-house on my own responsibility. I shan't let you off a farthing.
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