It'll be your turn to save mine next. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. ’ ‘A French ghost?’ ‘Well, it ain’t a rat this time, Major, I can promise you that,’ Pottiswick had rejoined, his tone affronted. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Gerald, shocked. They negotiated several steps, and then the stair turned a corner. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense.
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