"I'll now pay the debt I owe you," cried Jack, tightening his grip till the thieftaker blackened in the face. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. “I murdered them, John. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. ‘Jacques?’ she called.
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