"I'm sorry, Mr. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father. No one had the resources or the inclination to rebuild them. The action did not pass unnoticed by Sheppard. " "From some of your associates?" "From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. "No," replied Jonathan, moodily. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street.
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