" "Stand off, Sir!" exclaimed Trenchard, starting suddenly backwards. " "Here he is!" cried Ireton, as the knocking was heard without. " Ten minutes' walk brought them to the hotel. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. If they do, now and then, run away with a knocker, paint a sign, beat the watch, or huff a magistrate, they pay for their pastime, and that's sufficient.
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