Brendon and I are great chums,” he went on nervously. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. How will I protect myself if you do not?’ ‘If you will only confide in me, I will be happy to protect you,’ Gerald said cheerfully. His name was Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of public executioner. Without hindrance—present occupation. “I will go,” he said. .
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