Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. Stanley, standing up with a sudden geniality and rubbing his hands together. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely. Dinner was served at 5:30.
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