I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. Wood started to his feet. " "Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. "May I beg to know whom I've the pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. Special rules, set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. The nurse sent for him as soon as she saw that you were conscious.
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