" "You may spare me your compassion, friend," observed Thames; "I am falsely detained. This obstacle, which appeared to preclude the possibility of egress in that quarter, was speedily got rid of. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. Larry Beck did his best to the flares of her temper from rising. "You will spare the officers a labour then," rejoined Jonathan. END OF THE SECOND EPOCH. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter.
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