He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. She had all the fascination of being absolutely perplexing in this respect. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. " "Is Mr. Wood, with a candle in his hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs. Almost instantly she had recognized the fallacy of such a statement. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. " But he searched in vain.
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