" "Lead the way to it then, Saint Giles," said Jack, in a tone of mock authority. ” There was a moment’s silence. “You have killed me. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. ‘I knew I should find you still here. ” She fought to keep her teeth from chattering. "But it is much to me.
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