" "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. " "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. ‘I do not know. It shall be done as you direct. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you.
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