I am gambling on his intuition. . " The Wastrel laughed. Now, come along, gem'men, and I'll show you some precious sport. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it fastened. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. It occasionally troubled the major that Hilary’s staunch loyalty had led him into hair-raising exploits at Gerald’s side, for he was perfectly aware that Hilary would not have dreamed of deserting him.
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