Having no means of defence, Sir Rowland cleared the blood from his vision; and, turning to see whether there was any means of escape, he descried the open door behind him leading to the Well Hole, and instantly darted through it. And he had gone away without knowing the truth! "My proa boys are ready; the wind is brisk; and in an hour we shall be beyond all pursuit. The by now familiar dramatic sigh came. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. ‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet.
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