“There ought to be some means of getting at him,” he said. Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. " "I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen man. ‘And I have a very good mind to kill you.
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