‘Exactly like my father. A small brickbat was thrown, which struck Jonathan in the face. "To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. ’ ‘Precisely. " "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought.
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