‘Come, cry a truce. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. If you had not brought your companion here, it would not have happened. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word. "I tell you what, Mr. Kneebone's," remarked Austin, rising to fasten the door.
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