” He looked at her pleadingly. "Och! he's a broth of a boy!" "Why, I thought he'd broken your head, Terry?" "Phooh! that's nothing? A piece o' plaster'll set all to rights; and Terry O'Flaherty's not the boy to care for the stroke of a supple-jack. The Ragged Edge. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth. Sydney Courtlaw—Mr. Well might she do so, Gerald thought in irritation. Luckily I’m not. "On my soul, yes," rejoined Jonathan. ’ ‘So Charvill did tell him,’ Gerald said, once more staring into the hole in the wall. ‘If he had, he’d have found the sword, see. He had meant to come at his business in a roundabout way, but for that little slip.
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