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But Jack was too well versed in the geography of the place to attempt either of them. \" He said to her as he threw the gear into Park. As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. She moaned as he buried himself completely to the hilt. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. Fortescue, with a bow. He found the door ajar, and, to his surprise, perceived little Winifred seated at a table, busily engaged in tracing some design upon a sheet of paper. He loaded the launch with a thousand pounds—all she could carry—and started home immediately after sundown; but even then he lost from a hundred to a hundred and fifty pounds before he had the stuff cached in McClintock's bamboo-covered sawdust pit.
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