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‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and
brought out his elegant pistol. She did not see Sebastian turn towards
the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her
neck stood up rigidly. The Jacobite daws
want a scarecrow. ". I have discovered something of
her background. Assessing him as harmless, she had
remained friendly, albeit aloof. You’ve
got to take what you can get. Rich folks,
once. He was in misery; he was paying for last
night's debauch. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the
electric lights were turned on. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit,
embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his
shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand.
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