CHAPTER XV. In fact, Kimble was drowsily awake when she entered the little bedchamber, the state of which left a good deal to be desired, even without the added debris arising from tending a wounded man. They had scarcely gained the adjoining cellar when Jonathan and the Jew rushed past in the direction of the vault. “You look more like your old self when you smile,” he remarked. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time.
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