It was just upon the stroke of nine as he entered the Lodge, and Mr. "You've got him?" demanded Ireton. ’ Before the major could verify this, the lady reappeared. "I'm your dupe no longer. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. ” “Your secret is safe with me, sweetheart, as long as 114 you’ll lend your new friend Julian here a smoke. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her.
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