” “I have a clue, at any rate,” he remarked, smiling. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. ’ He took a pace forward, seizing the gun with one hand, while the other locked her arm so that he could forcibly wrest the weapon from her. Still, the respite was sufficient for Spurlock to look about for some weapon. I was helpless. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. He had now reached the adjoining house, and, scaling the roof, approached another building, which seemed to be, at least, one story loftier than its neighbours.
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