"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. ” “I’m not. While this was going on, Jack suddenly made a movement which attracted the turnkey's attention; and during that interval the old man slipped some articles wrapped in a handkerchief into Bess's hands, who instantly secreted them in her bosom. Surely it was a dream.
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