"At the Black Lion in our street," replied Jack, without hesitation. " "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. I shall only pray that I may reward you for all your goodness to me. Such an obvious ruse, but the boys and girls would defend their pride to the bitter end, the facade of study groups during rutting season.
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