’ I said. He loved the sea, and could give a good account of himself in any weather. “By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. The order was promptly obeyed, and the horses proceeded at a furious pace along the Edgeware Road. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. I have said good-bye to it all. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”.
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