Jack Harkaway and His Son's Escape from the Brigand's of Greece by Bracebridge Hemyng
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"Now you are all right, and will come back quietly with me. But how do
the bracelets fit? I've got another pair in my pocket." "You had better release me," observed Tomaso. "Now that is very ridiculous, my friend. Why should I take the trouble of capturing you, if I let you run again directly?" "It will be much to your disadvantage to imprison me, Signor Englishman. An injured Greek is always avenged in some way." "Just so; however, I'll risk that" Pike's coolness added to the rage of the brigand, whose passion fairly boiled over. "May all the infernal gods my forefathers worshipped--may the fiend I--" "Serve," suggested Pike. "The fiend I would willingly serve, or sell my soul to, for vengeance, visit you with his direst displeasure, and may all the plagues of Egypt blight you!" "Thank ye, that's a very pleasant speech; something like what I used to hear at the theatre. But, old friend, you made one little blunder." "You will see if I have blundered." "One little blunder, when you spoke of selling your soul. Lor' bless |
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