But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. He sent me home. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. "Those boys out there think this is some new religious rite and that you are skinning the dog alive to eat him!" The shock of this information loosened Spurlock's grip on the dog, who bolted out of the kitchen and out of the house, maintaining his mile-a-minute gait until he reached the jungle muck, where he proceeded to neutralize the poison with which he had been lathered by rolling in the muck. "And what do you suppose we mean to do with you, eh?" "You mean to kill me," replied Thames, "by my cruel uncle's command. 6.
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