“What the devil do you mean by coming for me like that?” Ennison exclaimed, glowering down upon him. " The Jew snatched up the link, and followed him. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. "Don't harm him," said Jack, carelessly: "he dares not do it. Not with the unavoidable explanations, and the need to secrete the sword and hide it before returning the priest’s horse to its stable—which had been her excuse for running from Martha’s protestations. A native of Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. A detective will be here in a few moments to make inquiries into this affair. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York….
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