" "I've just bethought me of a crib as'll serve their turn," interposed Sharples, "at any rate, they'll be out o' the vay, and as safe as two chicks in a coop. ” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. That is quite as far as I mean to tempt Providence to-night. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. Gerald was instantly on the alert.
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