"Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. Jack and his comrade went to the Mint, where he was joined by Edgeworth Bess, with whom he sat down most unconcernedly to supper. "What was it?" He was insistent.
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