"Why, this is your writing Dolly, and addressed to Mr. " "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. Wished to see you. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. . CHAPTER XXX. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search. Kneebone! you would greatly oblige me by surrendering yourself. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach you. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. ” Then she looked up at him with frightened eyes.
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