‘Oh my God,’ uttered Gerald in some dismay. " "If you will not take me, I'll find some guide who will. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. There would be no mercy in this man. "Sir Rowland must be gone. Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can. ” On the inside she felt her muscles loosen with relief.
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