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Spurlock slept on. Let me keep him. Taking the direction pointed out, he rode off. Spurlock looked up. " And he conferred apart with Jonathan. The man pulled up. B. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. "I am not to be deceived. . ’ ‘You ain’t never!’ ‘Back to your post, Trodger,’ ordered the harassed captain. On his appearance, Jack levelled a pistol at his head. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers.
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