Darting forward at this sound, Jack threw open the door, and beheld Quilt kneeling over Thames, who'se hands and feet were bound with cords, and about to plunge his sword into his breast. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. “How did you know I haven’t been getting any sleep --?” “Oops, that’s my class. I’m a little tired.
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