” Mr. " "And so Sir Rowland murdered his friend," remarked Wood. " This exclamation had scarcely escaped him, when the discharge of a pistol was heard, and a bullet whizzed past his ears. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. Entranced, he stared at the name. Giles's round-house on my own responsibility. Small wonder she had learned to be self-reliant.
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