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’ Melusine had to bite her lip to stop herself from interfering as, under Trodger’s direction, the two militiamen gave up their muskets into his keeping and lifted Jack. "I'll now pay the debt I owe you," cried Jack, tightening his grip till the thieftaker blackened in the face. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. "The devil!" ejaculated Jonathan. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. “Bother!” and decided that this was not so, and would not look to right or left again. “I don’t know. ‘Now then, missie.
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