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At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. "Don't leave him, if you're at all fearful, my dear," replied Wood, receiving the little burthen with a laugh. Jack's former attempt to pass up the chimney, it may be remembered, was obstructed by an iron bar. If you had any idea what depths people have sunken to as you reside safely in this high fortress, you would search your soul to find the mote of charity left there. ‘Precisely. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. “Please forgive me, Lucy. "Take courage, man; it is only Quilt Arnold. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity.
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