" "Proceed, Sir," said Trenchard, breathing hard. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. And you talk like that! What the devil have you been up to, to land in this bog?" It was a cast at random. "For the caption!" replied Jackson, coolly drawing a brace of pistols from his pockets.
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