Won't you, Jack?" "That I will," answered Sheppard, eagerly. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. Only the strong survived. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous.
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