Eight per cent. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother.
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