It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. "Jack," said Wild, with a glance of malignant triumph, "I will now tell you what I have done. Jackson?" said Wood, significantly.
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