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Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. ‘And I do understand. " Charcam said this, not because he knew anything about the matter; but, having received a couple of guineas to deliver the message, he, naturally enough, estimated its importance by the amount of the gratuity. ‘Ha! It’s you, is it?’ He threw a glance at his two juniors. "No, no," rejoined Thames; "fly—or I will not answer for your safety. As soon as he had read it, he let it fall from his grasp. The girl nodded sagely. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood.
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