The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. You’re trespassing again, and I’ve come to arrest you,’ Gerald said promptly. “Have to go now. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily.
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