Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. “I say, Vee. “Either I want to shout,” said Mr. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way.
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