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" As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. But I can't account for it!" "At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter imprecation. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. ” They clambered down the hill together. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. I’ll do it.
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