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Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. I hope that she is okay. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world seeking forgetfulness. Stay! I'll go myself. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. "You must have made some exertion to keep your present appointment. Never any doubt of it. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. "I shall like to call you that. " "I'll see where these footsteps lead to," said Blueskin, holding the light to the floor. "Your gratitude will vanish with your danger. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband.
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