"Jack Sheppard knows this house, I believe, Sir," observed Shotbolt. "Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. It was long and narrow, with a ceiling supported by huge uncovered rafters, and so low as scarcely to allow a tall man like himself to stand erect beneath it. Her head ached with a hollow pain. ’ He turned to Melusine, ignoring the indignant protest that greeted his words. Her heart thudded.
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