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“It is the first moment we have let him out of our sight,” Brendon exclaimed, as he hastened across the street. With a loud shout, and headed by a powerfully-built man, with a face as black as that of a mulatto, and armed with a cutlass, the rabble leapt over the barricades, and rushed towards the vehicle. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. "The ceiling is breaking! the floor is opening! he is coming to me!" cried the unhappy woman. “I shall have to give up biology, anyhow.
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