A door slammed. “Not home yet, miss,” the young man replied. The child was now within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground. Which, let me assure you, villain, will not be so far away. "You," answered Jack, abruptly. Ireton rushed forward to open the wicket for him.
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