” “I wonder,” said Mr. To be no longer with Martha was strange. Behind the illustrious personages just described marched a troop of stalwart fellows, with white badges in their hats, quarterstaves, oaken cudgels, and links in their hands. ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. ‘But I have the pistol,’ Gerald pointed out. Why should you want to shield him?" "I really don't know.
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