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“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. E. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. And if you mean to use that dagger to slip the lock, you’ll make enough noise to bring ten spies down on us. His manner, however, was as stern and haughty as ever, and his glances retained their accustomed fire. " That was true, thought Spurlock. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party. ” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. Before midnight, your nephew shall be safe beneath the hatches of the Zeeslang.
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