" "Ah! indeed! what's he doing here?" inquired Jack. Hang it, there must be something about her that will give it away. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. “They say there are spots on the sun. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. "What does Mr. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. Cathy sighed.
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