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” She massaged him. "After him," cried Wild; "he mustn't escape. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. " "It is false," cried Mrs. Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to the cause—hem!" "I see,—persons of rank!" Mr. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. " "That he is," added Blueskin, approvingly. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila.
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