"Sir Cecil is no more. " "You're not going to betray me!" cried Jack, in alarm. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white.
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