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Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. It was easy enough to lie to anyone else. Charley Pevenill was our host. I really cared for him a little, but I am absolutely determined not to marry for some time at any rate. " CHAPTER XIII. She glanced at him and made a dismissive gesture. Drink the toast, Jack. Annabel entered. " "What is this to me, Sir?" said Trenchard, cutting him short. You wish another name? Eh bien.
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