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"Well, without immediate care he would have passed out. Even Blueskin looked on with anxiety. "Are you hurt, Thames?" asked Jack, anxiously. ‘Have you
any more pretty toys like that knife about you?’
‘The girl’s a regular arsenal,’ Hilary snapped, giving up into his senior’s hand
the nasty little weapon he had snatched. A native of
Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a
sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the
Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except
his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. "Do you think I'd part with
the sweetest morsel of revenge on those terms? No! But I'll have the secret out of
you by other means. “To be frank with you, Lady Lescelles, when your
brother asked me the other day to be his wife I was under a false impression as
regards his relations—with some other person. You’re the only person I’ve
really given good, straight, unselfish thought to. "Heaven be praised she knows me at last.
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