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” “One has theories,” said Ann Veronica, radiantly. "Shall I fetch it for you, Sir?" "By all means. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. Darting forward at this sound, Jack threw open the door, and beheld Quilt kneeling over Thames, who'se hands and feet were bound with cords, and about to plunge his sword into his breast. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. He talked with his manner gentle and kindly. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house. Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland.
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