But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. His noble Florentine roots went back a thousand years, to the days of grand Rome herself. While you talked I was only making our plans. ’ ‘You ain’t never!’ ‘Back to your post, Trodger,’ ordered the harassed captain. Somehow or other his reputation as a hardened and unassailable bachelor had won for him during the last few years a comparative immunity from attentions on the part of those women with whom he had been brought into contact. They poisoned the system with lead and exploded half the time on the other side. But he has since acquitted you of any share in it. Panic leapt into his eyes as he brought his wrist up just in time to parry the blade. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly.
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