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For Mr Jarvis was beside himself when the letter come from Mr Charvill
and he knew he’d lost you as well as Miss Mary. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock
into his coffee cup. A deadlock. As he fell, he caught at the
projecting masonry. Also, you must send someone to fetch my
horse—at least, it is not mine but I have borrowed it to come here—because it
will be dark very soon and—’
‘Woof! Hold it, hold it,’ begged the sergeant. They arrived at the party shortly after 10:00pm. Let’s go on climbing now. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. Apparently he did not see his recent
companions. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. “We sent for you several hours ago,” he remarked. ‘Eh bien.
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