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Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. All we have to apprehend is a rescue. He was the Napoleon of knavery, and established an uncontrolled empire over all the practitioners of crime. ‘Prudence? This name I have heard it spoken. Farewell. Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. "That's it!"—eagerly. They were suddenly thrown aside, and a man stepped out from his hiding-place. You're Mister Wild's pris'ner, and worse luck to it!" "I don't ask you to liberate me," urged Thames; "but will you convey a message for me?" "Where to, honey?" "To Mr.
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