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” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. I might have told you the truth. ‘I do not mind to pray, no. As Jack appeared to be sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen. Now she knew why the soldiers had not caught him. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.
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