“Why should I bear the burden of your wickedness? Who knows what might come of it? I shall permit nothing of the sort. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt. He was therefore obliged to use the iron bar, which he did with as much caution as circumstances would permit. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it. “I cannot keep silence any longer.
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