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’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. His blood would be sweet with it. “What was that?” she asked sharply. He bullied frankly. The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. " She departed reluctantly. ” He panted. He not only did this, but supplied him with an ointment which allayed the swelling of his limbs, and crowned all by furnishing him with a jug of excellent ale. But I must, they say, and try to make me with the punishments.
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