"No," answered Jack, approaching her, "though, if I had done so, he would have merited his fate. Wood's astonishment and displeasure momentarily increased. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. The man lingered. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. I've seen many a clever cracksman, but never one like him. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute.
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