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The palanquin is hired and so is the procession. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. "Lead on!" Followed by Darrell, Jonathan retraced his dangerous path. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. . ’ ‘Melusine,’ shrieked the nun. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. Winifred pointed to the door. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. She asked no further questions for the moment.
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