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"When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. ” She laughed. Muffling up his face, Jack turned away; but he had not proceeded many steps when he heard a man reading aloud an account of his escapes from a newspaper. Like a hare closely pressed, Jack attempted to double, but the device only brought him nearer his foes, who were crossing the field in every direction, and rending the air with their shouts. “Arthur, this is Miss Pellissier—Mr. gutenberg.
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