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"'Sblood!" cried Jackson, rising, "I can't sit still and hear Mr. ‘I know,’ said Prudence Sindlesham, sympathy in her tone. She would write to Gerald. And
where was that devil? Had the soldiers found him? She could not think he had
escaped, for she had only just made it into the passage as they entered the library. The white veil had fallen to the ground and
Gerald retrieved it for her. His gaze dropped to the black garment
that covered her. Chapter VI
A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION
The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly
through his gold eye-glasses. Mac would have some new
yarns to spin and a fresh turn-over to his celebrated liver. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses. This door, which was open, Jonathan locked and took out the key. "Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm.
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