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Part 3 At last the evening was over, and Capes and his wife had gone down to see Mr. “Well,” she said. Quilt Arnold was stationed at the stair-head, near which the boat containing the captive boy was moored. "Mother!" cried Jack, springing towards her. Before morning, unless, we can effect an escape, you'll be kidnapped, or murdered, and your disappearance attributed to the negligence of the constable. "You mentioned Mrs. ‘You little fool! I’m a trained soldier with ten years experience at my back. Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room.
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