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" "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. The other lay unconscious in a heap. It felt too good. ‘Go on, Gerald. "I hardly know," returned Jack; "but it's not safe for me to remain much longer here.
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