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. ” He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. ” “The good God!” Anna murmured, herself shaken with fear. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains. ‘Why, that’s one of the names with which she tried to fob me off. Running his hand hastily over it, he was startled to find it one complicated mass of bolts and bars.
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