What's-your-name?" "Shotbolt, Sir," replied the jailer. Arrived at the extremity of the building, he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. " "Here!" ejaculated Wood, with a look of alarm. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. "What's this here kinchen in for?" asked Terence, as he and Quilt strode along, with Thames between them. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. I’m going to tell you things plainly.
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