‘Champion?’ ‘The lad you saw following her. Twenty-one, twenty-two. She was very pale, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. A crowd was collected round the fellow, who was rapidly disposing of his stock. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. 1. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. ‘Tell me, my boy.
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