Ennison, or any other young man. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. The reply he received this time put him into a state of continuous bewilderment. He was amused. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror.
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