He wondered if the young fool had any idea of what he had drawn in this tragic lottery called marriage. He yielded his place and struck instead with his tongue. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. I'll dispose of the brat. And then I'll pay off old scores. They're on the forward lounge in the saloon. "But trifle with mo no longer. " He bent his head to his knees.
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