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Mr. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. He seemed to be hesitating between two courses of action. Ann Veronica, after a last survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above the cheerful fireplace. You are not going to that infidel Russell’s classes. Beware of him, my son! Beware of him! You know not what villany he is capable of.
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