Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. Jack! Mon dieu, but he was unarmed. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands.
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