"What of her?" exclaimed Jack, starting up. " "Follow me, then," cried Thames, drawing his sword, and springing through the window. Wood, "it may be poisoned. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. When the carpenter a moment afterwards stretched out his hand, scarcely knowing whether he was alive or dead, he found himself alone. She listened, her suspicions confirmed.
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