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" "Others may, if you won't," muttered Jack, retiring. Tom swore he hadn't set eyes on him since the trial. “I can’t keep away from you. He had not proceeded far when he encountered Sir Rowland, who, having missed his attendant, had returned to look after him. But it would serve. " As familiar as Quilt Arnold himself with every part of Wild's mysterious abode, as well as with the ways of its inmates, Jack, without a moment's hesitation, took up a lamp which was burning in the hall, and led his companion up the great stone stairs. Nevertheless, Sir John had the look of a man who was enjoying himself. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent.
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