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“Would you stand it? I’m going to clear out. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. “That’s suicidal bullshit, Lucy. Acquainted with every part of the jail, Jack well knew that his only chance of effecting an escape must be by the roof. He stood back and held her shoulders. "I'm not particular about rooms. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. . The man lingered.
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