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When he beheld Jack he uttered a deep groan. "How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. ’ He reached into an inner pocket of his coat and brought out a packet of papers. But machinery will never approach the hand. "Speak, or I fire!" "Well, if you will have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard. I am suspected of having shot the man. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression.
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