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Still, his conscience was partly satisfied. McClintock, striking a match to relight his cigar, broke the spell. Striking out his foot, he knocked half a dozen teeth down the janizary's throat; and, seconding the kick with a blow on the head from the butt-end of the pistol, stretched him, senseless and bleeding on the ground. The work itself was refreshingly tonal, Sebastian observed. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned.
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