" "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. Tell Lucy about the time you were nine years old and blew up the house, John. ‘Give me an opportunity to open my mouth, and I will. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip.
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