"I carried them off on the fatal night when we got into Wild's house, and you were struck down," replied Blueskin. " "You're not come here to insult me, Mr. " "Never fear," replied Jack. He went on. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. "By the powers!" he added, turning his lantern full upon the face of the captive, "he's a nice gennteel-lookin' kiddy, I must say. " "For whom, Sir?" inquired Charcam. Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest.
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