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A hansom stopped a little way off. " "Propose it," returned Blueskin, inclining his head. Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. ruin you. Anna did not pause, but she looked over her shoulder with slightly lifted eyebrows. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock.
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