He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. ‘Well, I can see you won’t let it alone, so what do you propose to do about the wench?’ ‘I’ll die before I let it alone,’ Gerald vowed. “Ding-dong-Diedermayer is here, Lucy. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly.
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