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CHAPTER XXXI. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. Here again instinct guided her. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. You're a friend of the young man?" "If you mean did I know him before he became ill, no. ToC London, at the period of this history, boasted only a single bridge. " "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. ‘That would have grieved Jarvis. Of course, it really signified nothing in this careless part of the world that she was travelling alone. “H’m!” he said, regarding the wreckage with a calmer visage. Give me your staff.
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