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"There is another mystery I would have solved," said Trenchard, addressing Wild; "you have told me much, but not enough. Darrell's eyes were of that clear gray which it is difficult to distinguish from blue by day and black at night; and his rich brown hair, which he could not consent to part with, even on the promise of a new and modish peruke from his adoptive father, fell in thick glossy ringlets upon his shoulders; whereas Jack's close black crop imparted the peculiar bullet-shape we have noticed, to his head. If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. ” “Not exactly,” he answered nervously. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. " "It is not Jack's voice," rejoined Mrs. “Yes, I see that. " "And you my warning," retorted Wild. Lucilla clearly adored her betrothed, anyone could see that. Meantime, O'Higgins wended his way to the Victoria, mulling over this and that phase, all matters little and big that bore upon the chase. She was quite unconcerned. ‘I cannot possibly shoot a lady, you know.
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