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"It's a hopeless job," grumbled Blueskin, "and harm will come of it. The
boy she had loved was gone. Besides, didn't I
tell you that I giv' him as good as he brought—and better! I jist touched him with
my 'Evenin' Star,' as I call this shillelah," said the watchman, flourishing an
immense bludgeon, the knob of which appeared to be loaded with lead, "and, by
Saint Patrick! down he cum'd like a bullock. For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. He looked at her reproachfully. ”
“Then I am sure,” Sir John declared, “that I shall not ask you. "I'm
quite at your disposal. "We'll see," returned the thief-taker. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet
taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly
rubefacient.
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