“How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. Just as he had arrived at the mouth of the drain, and Jack felt certain he must be discovered, a loud shout was raised from the further end of the field that the fugitive was caught. ‘Why, you have heard yourself all that is being said. It clicked and the bookshelf was once more intact. The books would be soaked and ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the pack. Wood in their favour. " "Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. “Sir John is not at all that sort. " Jonathan made no answer, but snatching a torch from a bystander, jumped into the trench and commenced a diligent search.
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