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"Not so, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan; "you are my prisoner. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. "If you were sure o' that we might seize him, and get the reward for his apprehension. “Lucy. ” With a little crash the pistol fell from her shaking fingers. She lied.
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