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" "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. The whole was then fired, and in a few minutes the room was a blaze. "Bah!" cried Jack, contemptuously; "nobody's disgraced and ruined unless he's found out. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. " "So he is," returned Jack; "but there's no saying how long he may remain so. “You see, daddy, I don’t think it IS preposterous. She dreaded leaving him for the night, but separated herself finally. You are greatly altered. "The door's open, and the room empty.
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