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‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. She was in deadly earnest in everything she did. Let me only wear your livery. ’ ‘Eh bien. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. Wild's orders. Never any doubt of it. “I am too much in earnest,” he answered, “to be able to take this matter lightly. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. I don't believe his name is Taber.
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