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“We are clerks in the same bank. " "A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. The three clerks fought for the only window, and saw her whisked into a hansom. ‘They hold their nose up, so. ‘What, is Nicholas dead?’ He saw the two of them exchange glances and an instinct of danger rose up. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. " As this was said, Jack turned with the swiftness of thought, and shortening his sword, prepared to plunge it into the thief-taker's heart. He was instantly overpowered, and stretched upon the ground. There was no one stirring in the flats. "Jack," said Wild, with a glance of malignant triumph, "I will now tell you what I have done. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. Spurlock was fond of dogs; he was fond of this offspring of many mesalliances; but he never made any attempt to win Rollo, to share him. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her.
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