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” “You love—Anna?” she exclaimed. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth. “They were sent to me by Mr. Charcoal. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment.
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