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It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. "'Sblood!" cried Jonathan, who had listened to the foregoing conversation with angry wonder, "I've been nicely done here. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. That is why I was so anxious to leave Paris. The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow. "What of her?" cried the knight. " "From some of your associates?" "From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. If they do, now and then, run away with a knocker, paint a sign, beat the watch, or huff a magistrate, they pay for their pastime, and that's sufficient.
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