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IRRALIE'S BUSHRANGER
"Gentlemen! gentlemen!" she heard his high voice drawl. "No undue violence, gentlemen, I beg!"
And he headed the procession which marched through the yard a few moments later, and in the midst of which, with a face all blood, pallor, and cynical resignation, walked the man who for forty-eight hours had passed unchallenged as the owner of Arran Downs.
