Fast and Loose 415 XXIII. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. "You'll never return. " "Or Jack have escaped," remarked Winny. " "A word," cried the boy, as the janizary was preparing to obey his master's orders. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. She, having all the confidence in the world, ripped off an end and drew out the contents—a letter and a check.
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