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“Will you let go of the young sahib’s leg, oh first cousin of ten thousand demons?” shrieked the man.
He reared up till it seemed as if he must go over backward.
“I am glad to welcome you, sir,” said the Rajah.
There was a yell of rage, and they tore on faster.
“Are you hurt, Wyatt?” cried Dick, catching him by the arm.
“Arrest those men,” cried Wyatt to the two guards.
The blade of a tulwar fell quivering on the marble floor.
“But he ran the Wazir through first, and saved your life.”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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