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"No daggers--I will have no daggers," shouted Santerre. "Sergeant, take
the dagger from him, unless he puts it up."
"Beware the switch, thou traitor! beware the switch, thou knave!"
continued the Chevalier, shaking the stick at Denot, upon whose arm the
strong hand of the sergeant, who had returned to the room, was now laid
heavily.
"I will choke the brat as I would an adder," said Denot, attempting to
shake off the sergeant's hand. "There, take the dagger," and he dropped
it on the ground, and rushing at the boy, got inside the swing of his
stick, and made a grasp at his throat. Arthur, however, was too quick
for him, and pushing away his hand, fastened his own arms round his
adversary. They were now close locked in each other's embrace, and
kicking, plunging, and striving, each did his best to throw the other
to the ground.
"Oh! Sir, kind Sir, for mercy's sake separate them!" said Agatha,
appealing to Santerre; "he is but a boy, a child, and that wretched man
is mad. He'll murder the boy before your eyes, if you do not separate
them.


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