Chapter Two ‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack.
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