He was heartily thankful for it. Arrived beneath an aperture in the broken roof, he was preparing to pass through it, when he observed a little heap of tiles upon the floor, which appeared to have been recently dislodged. Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. "But are you really there?" "No, I'm here," answered Jack, leaping down. "I merely asked the question," he said, after he had enjoyed the boy's suspense for a moment.
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