‘Very well, Kimble. "Beat down their blades," cried the Master; "no bloodshed. And meanwhile, we’ll just have these no doubt potentially lethal little claws of yours out of harm’s way. ’ Melusine swung round and stared at him, while Gerald silently cursed. Of Jack Sheppard or the assailants they could not discover a single trace. " "Oh! name it. " Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin.
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