Jack's former attempt to pass up the chimney, it may be remembered, was obstructed by an iron bar. " "My father was of the blood-royal of France," exclaimed Thames. Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. There was no one stirring in the flats. "I believe he's gone," he said, returning to Jonathan. CHAPTER XXIX.
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