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Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. "Very well," said Rachel, with a toss of her pretty head, "very well. Down we come!" he exclaimed, letting go the plank, which fell with a crash, and leaping after Sheppard, who had rolled off the frame. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger. Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it.
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