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" "I cannot consent to it," replied Sir Rowland firmly. Tol-de-rol!" As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang through the aperture. Hogarth," remarked Jack, dejectedly. The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. But one must disguise oneself.
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