Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. ” “I wonder,” said Mr. Maggot held up a lantern, which she found in the shop. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist.
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