She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more forcibly. Baffled in their attempt, the mob uttered a roar, such as only a thousand angry voices can utter, and discharged a volley of missiles at the soldiery. U. "Let me go," cried Winifred. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. "Utterly," reiterated Jack, gloomily,—"as regards all I hold dear.
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