"I've done nothing to offend you," persisted Jack. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted. And for my part, if I were inclined to exercise my benevolence at all, it should be in favour of some more deserving object than that whining, hypocritical Magdalene. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. ’ Jack gasped. F. ’ ‘In a way she had been,’ said Prudence. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. "You must not remain here," he said.
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