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“The one who used to live at Lyndmore. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. “Gracious!” she exclaimed to herself. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. She shook her head. She made a quick movement, and the hand fell away. " "Never fear," replied Ben, gravely; "dead or alive I'll pay you, if I lose. . The rogue took everything we had. Lucy's grin faded. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible. You, sir,” he added, turning to Brendon, “had better take my card round to the police station in Werner Street and ask that Detective Dorling be sent round here at once on urgent business. Gay," he added, turning to the poet. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet.
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