A tinge of admiration rose in his breast. CHAPTER VI. I'm his lieutenant,—Lieutenant Blueskin. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. His head turned sideways towards the noise, his brows scowling. 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. Some part of the stiff vigour of the man seemed to have subsided. Kneebone.
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