Gold-handled, too. They telephoned that you had absconded with ten thousand, and that if I would make good the loss within twenty-four hours, they would not prosecute. What is it that you wish from me? You would like to arrest me for spying? Very well, arrest me. “Guineas, of course,” Mr. "Well, Jack," said the prize-fighter, in a rough, but friendly voice, and with a cutand-thrust abrupt manner peculiar to himself; "how are you, lad, eh? Sorry to see you here. Besides, you cannot tell where it will end. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him.
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