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’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. Casting a hasty glance, as he was about to turn an angle of the wall, at the great gates and upper windows of the prison, and perceiving no symptoms of pursuit, Jack proceeded towards the hovel at a very deliberate pace, carefully assisting his female companion over every obstacle in the road, and bearing her in his arms when, as was more than once the case, she sank from fright and exhaustion. Oh the back of her arm she found the faintest down of hair in the world. But this modern miasma—” Mr.
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