“No, stay, Lucy. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous.
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