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"Why you wouldn't stand in the way of his good fortune surely? I'll be a second father to him, I tell you. " "Don't mention such a thing, Sir," interrupted the tapstress. " Spurlock lowered his voice. An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. “Anna,” he cried eagerly. Her mind went on generalizing. ” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. The Chapel. ‘You’d do the same.
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