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"You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. A South Sea island girl, and this was her first adventure into civilization. And I have made such arrangements that at my decease tardy justice will be done my injured nephew. The tears flowed faster. ” She pulled a small blue box out of the pocket of her hoodie. What does she look like?’ ‘Black hair. "Spring!—I never knew any. And then I'll pay off old scores.
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