’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. The children made us slaves, and the men took advantage of it. ” “Perhaps not,” she answered. . This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood. CHAPTER XIX. "Impossible!" echoed Wild, with a fearful imprecation.
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