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” He appeared to be paralyzed by abstruse acoustic calculations. E below. " Jonathan's eyes glistened as he told over the notes. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly dumfounded. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends.
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