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But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. Her thoughts took words for themselves. "That's the kinchin as was to try the dub for us, ain't it?" muttered Smith to his companion as he stole a glance at Jack Sheppard. "I am innocent, f have stolen nothing. ” The girl sat up and looked at him with a curious twist at the corners of her mouth —humorous or pathetic, he could not tell which. She hated to leave; for this hour would be the most interesting. She was in a very uncritical state that afternoon. “She found my collection of witchcraft books under my bed and threw them away.
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