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After all, where prayer fails, a pistol is bound to succeed. “Ye Gods!” she said at last. His face was downcast. The Jacobite. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. This person was speedily followed by half a dozen others, some of whom carried flambeaux. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. But he had now lost the precise spot; and thinking he had examined the drain, turned his attention to another quarter. Some day I may forgive you; but not now.
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