For a long time neither spoke again. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. But Jack eluded their grasp. . . Heigho!" "Now for it!" cried Jack, as the couple entered the room: "the coast's clear. "Sir Rowland is murdered!" cried Jack, as soon as he could find a tongue. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming.
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