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If the boy was legging it alone…. “I see the difficulty. ‘You do not understand, Gérard. "Oh! Jack! Jack!—you little know what a price I've paid for you!" "Well, I'm glad those women are gone," remarked Shotbolt. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. But if that can possibly be done I want it to be done. Below it a prodigiously large bolt was shot into the socket, and, in order to keep it there, was fastened by a hasp, and further protected by an immense padlock. The window was shortly after opened, and a rope ladder, with a lighted horn lantern attached to it, let down. Nobody could possibly find him now.
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