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She flew up from her stool and faced the door. She must learn wisdom—as God pleases. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. " "Force the door," said Thames, "or you will be too late. I should be sorry if Shotbolt got the reward. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. On gaining a stack of chimneys at the back of the house, he came to a pause, and again unmasked his lantern. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. This man has an evil reputation. Winifred screamed. Very well, then.
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