"He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. “Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. As soon as he was certain he should be disturbed no more, Jack set to work, and with the aid of the file in less than an hour had freed himself from his fetters. Section 1. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry.
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