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He gripped the window-sill behind him. Jack replied in the negative, and it required all his mastery over himself to prevent the satisfaction which this announcement afforded him from being noticed by the jailer. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. She shrugged her shoulders. Well, I was all for dragging in Bow Street there and then, and getting the pair of those fraudsters thrown in gaol. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII.
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