Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. "I can escape to France. Voilà tout. “You come into
these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it
makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. "
"You might trust me," said Rachel, in an offended tone; "but never mind. "Clean and spotless, but beginning to show
the wear and tear of constant use. It's two hundred pounds. Notwithstanding the heat of the season,—which was not,
however, found particularly inconvenient in this subterranean region,—a large
heaped-up fire blazed ruddily in one corner, and lighted up a circle of as
villanous countenances as ever flame shone upon. 148
“Sure. . “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. "The plot's out!" cried Jack. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’
Valade cut in at that.
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