When she was quite sure that he was gone she took her sister’s note from the mantelpiece and slowly broke the seal. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust. "If any one's to blame, it's me. " As this was said, Jack turned with the swiftness of thought, and shortening his sword, prepared to plunge it into the thief-taker's heart. Vorsack would just have to live with it. “You no longer belong to Gianfrancesco. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent.
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