Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious. “I shall send for a policeman,” Anna said, “directly my maid answers the bell— unless you choose to go before. ‘Well?’ she said. "I will at once convince you of the truth of my assertions, and ascertain whether the enemy really is at hand. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. "What did you do?" he asked, in a broken voice.
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