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He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. What was their surprise to find it vacant, and the prisoner gone! Jonathan, could scarcely believe his eyes. ‘More nor that.
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