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" "Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. " So saying, he dismounted; and flinging his bridle to his companion, and ordering him to ride off to a little distance, he followed Jack, who had quitted the main road, and struck into a narrow path opposite the cage. ‘What has that to say to anything?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ smiled Lucy nervously. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. He was into the passage in time to see her slip into another chamber at the end. Past her shot the little old lady in the bonnet, running incredibly fast, but otherwise still alertly respectable, and she was making a strange threatening sound as she ran, such as one would use in driving ducks out of a garden—“B-rr-r-r-r—!” and pawing with black-gloved hands. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor.
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