Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. ‘You are too shrewd for me, ma’am. Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. "Ah! Terry O'Flaherty!" vociferated Jonathan, in a tone that betrayed hot the slightest discomposure. “To begin with, I was—I was in the divorce court. Her efforts were vain.
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